I desired an adventure. Working hard here had pushed me to my limits and I was exhausted. Perhaps my screen-fatigue from working with computers all day inspired me to seek out the countryside- somewhere green to refresh my body and soul.
Mr. Monk brings me my dinner in my tatami room, laid out on several red lacquered trays. Everything is miniature, yet exquisite. After dinner, Mr. Monk reappears to lay out my futon.
In the ancient Imperial capital of Kyoto, the past and the future intersect. Aoi KYOTO STAY is the perfect place to experience what it might be like to live in this enchanting city.
I see Mt. Mikuni soaring in the distance. Cold air caresses my face as I step out of the bus. I've arrived at one of Gunma's best-kept secrets since 1875.
Refined Japanese cuisine without the pretension of kaiseki, and convivial exchanges without the griminess of an izakaya. Step into Onogi for an authentic culinary experience.
Nestled in nature among temples and shrines, Nara Hotel is a Japanese classic. International dignitaries have called it their home away from home for over a century.
Far beyond what I expected both in terms of fatigue and beauty, walking the Kumano Kodo was not only a journey in distance, but one that took me somewhere I'd never been – to a place of inner peace.