...where you didn't plan to go ... (103/365, 13 Apr 2022)
...which is what I did today. In fact, around yesterday lunchtime, I started planning a day down by the beach for today; last sunny day before classes start on Friday; as I mentioned to a colleague, going for a swim in the ocean is to me what travelling to an onsen town is for most Japanese people,* a most relaxing and refreshing thing to do. (*That said, spending time in an onsen is also one of my favourite forms of relaxation.)
I noticed however, that the surf club where I go is hosting a special fundraiser on Sunday so I thought maybe I might go to that instead (keeping in mind that 'going to the beach' here means a two-hour one way train trip...). Still, I wanted to do 'something' rather than sit at home, or go to the office to prepare yet another round of classes, plenty of time to do that on a rainy day Thursday I figured. So...
...well, Yokohama is always nice. I recalled the Red Brick Warehouses are apparently going to be restricted from next month for some renovations; Yamashita Park is always interesting for a walk, and yes, it is a port, and I stare at a port from my office window but, well, it is Yokohama, and it is a day out.
So off I went. I can get there on just the one train from my station too, which is another plus. I think I have mentioned previously a weekend tv show where the hosts hop on a train and get off randomly at different stations to 'discover' little spots (I suspect the serendipity takes a bit of setting up, but I digress)...and I often have that show in mind when I set off on little adventures like today. I've been to Yokohama a few times, well, more than a few times. I generally get off at the same station, walk basically the same path, look at the same places. On the train as I read the map, I thought I've never been to the end of this particular line, down the end where one gets close to Chinatown (where I have been previously) or indeed, to 'Motomachi', literally 'original town' so I thought I should head there, get off, look around from that perspective. If it turns out to be less than interesting then Yamashita Park is just a shortish walk away.
We reached the end of the line, dear reader, and can I tell you, it was about five escalator rides underground. That was quite the trip to the top. I went left at first, down 'Motomachi' high street...hmm, lots of shops, I'm sure they do a lively trade when tourists are around, it felt a bit like that. A few steps into a side street or two, a look into the canal passing through and the Scidmore sakura. And this really was the start of a walk into history.
As I headed towards Yamashita Park, I found the literally-named 'Park where you can see the port', looked interesting I thought and so I went. I think the full details I'll leave for the other blog, it truly was a walk through history, a climb up many stairs to discover a most glorious garden (tulip time) and onward to many other historical elements.
Showa 2, that c. 1927 |
The Scidmore cherry blossoms on their final bloom |
The gardens here were just fairytale-like |
Remains of the French residence |
Worth coming here to learn of this story alone, a mother and her two children... |
There's always one |
'Japan's first waltz' |
A visit to the Osaragi Memorial Museum |
Where ten pin bowling in Japan started |
I didn't really know about this park until I came across it. I didn't notice it on the map at the time and yet, I came away from the walk around, brimming with ideas for further follow-up, for things to talk about to the first year students on Friday...how to spark their interest in history, in politics, maybe even just photography...
I came away from the day truly invigorated for what I had seen 'serendipitously' as it were. There is still so much to see.
Today mostly with the Canon EOS M5, 18-150mm, which having had just over 100 frames left, I figured it would be enough but now down to single figures, while the pics from inside the Osaragi Museum, taken on the iPhone12 mini.