Whenever I go on holiday I have a list of things that I have to go and see, things that I really don’t want to miss. I try not to do this because sometimes I miss what’s on my list and my heart breaks. But try as I might I had a list for Japan and the Fushimi Inari Taisha in Kyoto was definitely on this list.
Thankfully (because there was no chance in hell I would miss this) Sister and I went to see the Fushimi Inari Taisha in the late afternoon just as the sun was starting to set. The orange and black gates were a thing of beauty and far, far grander than I could have imagined.
At the shrine, which was at the base of the mountain there was another gentlemen goShuin-ing and of course we had our books marked.
After that we started to climb. And climb and climb. We knew that the grounds would close at sunset and that wasn’t too long away. There was a lot of power walking and storming up stairs before we reached about halfway and decided to turn back.
As beautiful as it was climbing down in complete darkness would have probably broken a bone and made sure that I was completely ravaged by mosquitoes. Once we turned back we relaxed a little and enjoyed the whole experience a lot more.