Ohayōgozaimasu from Takayama. I finally get to live blog from Japan, just as promised you guys!
Today, I woke up to a light coming from a square shaped window with no curtain, right above the futons. From the shape of it and the angle of the light, even being half asleep, I knew I was in Japan.
Still laying on the futon, I am writing to you from a traditional tatami room in an onsen-hotel. It’s not even 6AM yet, but I am kinda an early riser in Japan. A good habit I have cultivated easily over the week. Yet another reason for me to move here.
Back to the window, from where I lay down, I can’t see anything but thick clouds. But I know if I stand up and peek out of it, I will see the beautiful Takayama. The town, with its houses, streets, the people and blossoming Sakura, will greet me Ohayōgozaimasu.
There must be others who are awake, who are lying on their futons, who are looking at the same clouds I am. It makes me feel like I am partaking a tiny fraction of Japanese culture. That for a few seconds, looking up to the window from where I lay down, I am living the local life.
I am in utter bliss at the moment.
Wouldn’t have thought a combination of sleeping on the futon with a fat blanket, the morning silence in an almost empty tatami floored room and 90° angle window with a cloudy sky view can bring me such joy.
You know what, let me log off and savor this feeling of pause, connection and short nothingness. Because I know in a blink of an eye this very moment will become a mere memory.
Have you been to Takayama? It’s one of my favorite cities in Japan, after Kyoto and Tokyo.