The 42nd Day in Japan Today is Sunday, the breakfast here in the onsen (hot spring) hotel although there are only at 7.00 clock, but I'm already on, I have to pack my things yet. I had hung out to dry because I'm pretty yesterday but soggy. The weather is cloudy, but fortunately it does not rain. Today when I look in the mirror, I smile because my face is full of freckles. That was me until now not noticed. At the very beginning of my pilgrimage tour, I had real trouble with the strong sunlight. My hands had developed a sun allergy, and were, in addition to developing Freckles, to see with small bubbles. The tenosynovitis of the wrists has regressed without medical assistance. My feet are fine, if I disregard the views of some deaf and my toes shortened Achilles tendons. Nothing that would have been as bad as I had to pause or abort the pilgrimage might have. In a few days I will have reached my starting point again, with the exception of small wounds, I'm the butt of yesterday still hurt a bit, I'm not come through quite well.
For breakfast there's time not only the usual miso soup with garnish, but as a noodle soup pot on a warmer. After a hearty breakfast, I will check out. I can now think about where I am now, because around here there are not many accommodations. If I run here at the hotel down the street and hit by a river on the road No. 193, I know where I slept there overnight. Back to Temple No. 88 should it not be a problem. The weather is, as I said, overcast, but as soon as I stand at the door, a strong gust of wind sweeps me my pilgrim's hat from his head. I flee back behind the automatic door of the inn and rummage out my rain poncho. I tie up the pilgrim's backpack. Instead of my Seggenhuts I pull my cap over my ears, I've usually worn only at night in the pilgrim refuges. Along with the gloves they have always kept me warm. And I need that today because the wind is icy, no ray of sunshine has done it for quite some time, here to spread heat, though I had to temporarily all right sweat on my tour. But suddenly it is as if I were in another country where there is only cold and wind. It's almost the end of April and as high in the mountains is not this place.
sound card, it should be up to Ōkuboji about 14 km, of course I must visit the temple again, as I did yesterday could not confirm that all the rain to shoot a photo. On my way there is a large stone mill on the concrete wall are countless small stone lanterns erected. I can see a stone pillar with a lion, a statue of Hotei, the fat laughing monk and a group of three cats. It rains a few drops, the wind was blowing around the ears, but I finally reached the town in which I am bent to the dam yesterday. This has even opened a small shop and on Sunday morning! I buy a bag of muffins as food and filled rolls, which I immediately eat. Without bread or starch, I'm not in the morning kick! The way to No. 88 Temple seems to me then much longer, maybe because you know the track already. But overtaken just before the finish me like a Japanese fast runner. I had tried not to let him walk like this, it's always good to follow a pace-maker, but eventually I have to leave him but then pull.
Digression No. 88 Temple Ōkuboji (大洼 寺)
"The temple of the great cave" goes back to a cave that has existed here once. The temple was built 717 of Gyōgi (669-749) at the behest of the Empress Gensho; founded (44th emperor 680-748). In the 9th Century after he had returned from China, carved Kōbō Daishi Honzon the (main deity) Yakushi Nyorai and devoted to him and his walking stick with a rattling metal rings (shakujō) a hall. Between 1573 and 1592 all buildings burnt to a. Only the statue and the staff of the Daishi outlasted the time of the encroaching Chōsokabe troops. Between 1673 and 1704, the temple was under Masudaira Yorish, Lord of Takamatsu rebuilt. By 1900, the temple burned down again, but was restored after some time. The Daishidō (Daishi Hall) was built in 1984. Notice the crutches, the Pilgrims were here, after they were healed on the pilgrimage, the sacred birds and the Buppōsō Kechigan Omamori (talismans of completed Pilgrimage). In the past women were not allowed access, today is no longer the happy way. (Niōmon) On a stone pillar in front of the Wächtertor can read, change is coming to the pilgrimage. "Hachijuchaich Kechigan-sho," stands in Kanji (symbol sign), which roughly means "the sacred places of Shikoku pilgrimage meet, where the needs are." Here are the pilgrimage ends for many pilgrims sticks, which are held in the hall on the day of Hōjō day and night the same in the spring or during the Goma fire ritual, burned in August. But the pilgrims must now close the circle with the visit of the Temple 1 and the successful Completion of the pilgrimage to the headquarters of Shingon Buddhism, the same also holds the mausoleum of Daishis, the pilgrim point (nokyochō) can confirm.
I look around on the temple grounds, although the weather is gray and windy, but still it does not rain. Yesterday I had to retire due to continuous rain to take pictures, but today I'm only a few photos. As I've grown fond of my Kobo Daishi floor, I would not leave him here. Finally, I have to walk to Temple No. 1. Then, when suddenly the walking stick is missing, one has carried around for 40 days with him, that's a very strange feeling. It has at once a free hand and not know what you to do with it. But my short MUCH floor, I guess he has lost at least 10 cm, the home will join as a souvenir of my walking stick and another pilgrim from Fuji Photo from Kamakura (near Tokyo). On the site of Ōkuboji is something going right today, which is also due to the few shops and stores here are located directly in front of the temple grounds.
provides My plan for today, not after a brief photo session in Temple No. 88 directly embark on the way back to Temple No. 1, but choose to go through Temple 10, I skipped the beginning Bangai Temple No. 1 still would be in my book Pilgrims (nokyochō) perpetuate. The Bangai temple No 1 want to start right, breaks up quickly because the maps does not permit such cross-field immigration. But I am almost three weeks before I can actually plan how and what I do on whether I change or spend the remaining time in Japan, is now in the stars. So I have time and do not have to hurry, and so walk over the posted trail towards Temple No. 10 (Krihataji), which here is almost in a line with the other temple, (No. 9 to No. 1).
I'm doing now on her way home from the multilane highway upgraded I walk on Higaidani river. Just before a tunnel I discover an unlisted Übernachtunsmöglichkeit. It is probably as a rest area with toilets, which was built directly above the River. If it would blow over from the opposite cattle not so offensive, this would be a comfortable place. But as I watch, I mean break as short as possible to consider. A sign is noted on the website ( http://www.road.pref.tokushima.jp/h/i/index.html), there is information on all possible such as traffic, weather, earthquake, tsunami and water level information, but unfortunately all in Japanese only and without pictures. Here I eat my Osettai (pilgrim gift) from Bangai No. 20, the noodle crackers and some cookies.
The air is out somehow. The initial tension was gone hiking to. Do not worry how far you go, do not worry if you find an accommodation, but more attention on finding alternatives open to one and a flexibility. Not long angry about something, no - find other ways to get ahead or stop in any doubt before, when suddenly in the dark forest stand. Not a regular TV, no news, although the Japanese have been following reports on the swine flu from Mexico and have also tried to see the weather report on a regular basis. Things to get another tour of such value. You think about habits, ask yourself whether this really is necessary, recognizing that "less is more" is. This is now again as a Buddhist phrase, but it's really true. On my tour I realized what I really need, of course, based on the tour, you have to wonder what little things to get through the rounds and, of course, weighed him the truest sense of the word from each piece, what you carry around . Should we not also in daily life like this, because otherwise our everyday life, a pilgrimage that we can enjoy more the less we focus on side issues that rob us the time for things that really matter. I hope I can this aspect in my German Everyday carry over. But enough of philosophizing
- I am still not back in Germany. Currently, I walk through the woods here in the mountains, looming before me like a green wall. In between times a bridge that, in contrast to many roads, each with its own name. On a small bamboo grove I look like a Japanese dig bamboo shoots. Later I learn from the Internet (Wikipedia is you!) That bamboo can grow up to 1 m per day and the fastest growing plants at all counts! Bamboo forest can grow to 38 m high and is named after the "grasses". A blade of grass height of 38 m - Japan likes to wait on with superlatives!
I pass such a blue "Ensemble" from vending machines, benches and flower stands. As someone has made an effort but especially to make it here to make yourself comfortable. You have to remember always, that here in Japan is not at all common to sit in the sun. Although almost every floor apartment has a balcony that is not used for relaxing, but serves as a junk room and laundry room. Here, the laundry hanging out to dry, the futon beds for ventilation suspended and everything stored, which can accommodate no more in the small living spaces. Speaking of small spaces, because it occurs to me that I am not a Night had to sleep in a rice mill, though are the ideal accommodation. Even a night in a capsule hotel has remained saved me, although the possibility would have existed in Kōchi. The latter I know from hearsay from Tokyo, where, if one has missed the last train that can stay the night sleeping in such a small container (capsule) in a room. place behind a curtain, a small TV, radio and lamp-equipped bed. Recently, an increasing number of Internet cafes to be used as sleeping, usually because they are cheap as a hotel. It must be mentioned, however, that in Japan, this type of cafes from separate and lockable cabins there, so no large room is like ours, where the computers are crowded close together. Showers and ceiling are in the cafes most with Service - although it was thought differently, but you must be a bit inventive.
For today is my goal but not a rice mill, or an Internet cafe, although I may stay free Internet in my planned use. As in the morning I'll Hotel Awa Access eiem business hotel stay. It is behind the Hōrinji (Temple No. 9) is slightly away from the pilgrimage route. I had mentioned it to me in the card, because the possibility of accommodation are still sown quite thin. As I walk through Awa City, always on road No 12 along comes me the distance but then before long. As I pass a bus stops, which is provided with a solid wooden houses and a "vending machine park borders, I consider briefly here to stay. I could save at least 5500 yen, but I'm looking forward to the "Western breakfast" with eggs and coffee filled. I also want to use the Internet to get me to information on transfer opportunities, transportation to the Koya-san and other travel tips in Japan. Yes, I will slow farewell to the pilgrims tour, nature and the island on which I had so much fun. Tomorrow the last section to the Temple No. 1 and moved a flying visit to Koyasan and what may come after, not looking up now times Kobo Daishi.
When I tonight at the computer in the Access Awa check my e-mails, I expect a surprise. Both the Berlin girls' and Hajo I have to send a warning that the vielbesagten snakes are on the road. Hajo explicitly warned me against the Trail at Bangai temple to use No. 20 as he is marked first, second, there will be bad and many snakes on the mountain. A miss is over, I think to myself, in the cold on the mountain, I had the best "snake in ice" or "snake quite stiff encounter "can. So had the cold weather yet so its good: Although I have quite frozen, but I did not have a snake contact. In nearby sunkus combining (24-hour shop) I'll get me for dinner at the hotel, only breakfast available, a Japanese pizza (okonomiaki) and a grape soda (Fanta Budo "), as well as for tomorrow pastries with Schokostreußeln and parts as the "Berlin" taste.
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