This was a fairly chilled day so i`ll keep it short, i got out after a longer lie in than usual. I was heading to Arashiyama and to their bamboo groves and after a 30 min train journey was there. Off topic but the JR rail pass is amazing, it`s intial cost is soul cruching but you get on and off anywhere, they`ll make reservations for free in seconds... after the problems we had with the interrail passes in europe, this is just a joy to use, anyway back to the day, i`d felt like i`d seen so many temples by now and the admission fees were beggining to drain my daily budget so much that i decided to skip the main attraction of `Tenryu-Ji` and go straight on to the bamboo groves. There`s not really much to write about apart from the bamboo, i mean it`s alot of Bamboo, a really impressive walk and looked nice though. I resisted going on the train which you get led out too. It was suppossed to be some of the niciest train scenery in the Kansai area but it was called the `romance train` and everything was heart themed etc, and even i didn`t have the amount of shame you`d need to go on that by yourself, so i opted to walk back instead.
It had only been and hour or two walk and i still had plenty of the day left, i`d had the day jotted down as a time to do some washing and planning, the chinese visa was still unresolved and the boat to Shanghai not confirmed i had plenty to do, but thought i couldn`t go back without at least visiting the monkey park, which i`d heard a few people talking about over the past week or so.
The monkeys here are free to roam and aren`t tagged or caged so i didn`t feel bad about visiting, in fact the only enclosure is for the humans in case they want to feed the animals, so that was kinda cool.
Like i say the rest of the day was washing and thats really not worth writing about apart from the fact i did a full wash with what must of been a few tissues left in a pocket, so i ended up with tissue decorated clothes and a fun hour job picking each piece off. But apart from that it was a bit of drinking then bed.
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to yet another travel blog!
This is the second time I’ve wrote this intro thing. I wrote one trying way too hard to sound the way I wish I could write. The truth is though, since my GCSE’s I haven’t had to do any proper writing what-so-ever. I did all art A-level as well as an art degree and now work as a graphic designer.
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This is the second time I’ve wrote this intro thing. I wrote one trying way too hard to sound the way I wish I could write. The truth is though, since my GCSE’s I haven’t had to do any proper writing what-so-ever. I did all art A-level as well as an art degree and now work as a graphic designer.
Hopefully it turns out alright, I’m going to try to update as much as possible and if you need to email me privately I’ll be checking my mails every week or so, so just click the mail button above. If the writing becomes too painful then you can go straight to all the photo’s from the "Pictures" link at the top, as will all my videos.
Cheers to anyone who ends up reading this, although I’m sure it’ll become a spam paradise of abuse from friends and work colleagues..cya all in a year or so :D
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You must have felt at home there Richard
To be honest folks the monkey park was freakin awesome. Like something imagined from my very own ego-centric mind. Imagine a relaxed, tranquil government funded facility, made awesome by the fact it was populated by hundreds, if not thousands of Me. My wispy fur cloned over and over, my mannerisms duplicated tenfold, all there to share with the good people of japan. And here was lil old me, king of the monkeys walking unnoticed through my kingdom. A humbling experience indeed. Hail to your king. Weaver monkey has arrived!
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