Mt.Fuji is epicly beautiful, an iconic image of Japan. The town of Fujiyoshida, nessled at it’s base, is far from iconic. It retains it’s own special beauty, however, resembling as it does a kind of Scottish Highland village/Remote Alaskan outpost/ East L.A. ghetto hybrid. Admittedly we roamed only around the outskirts of the town, near the forest, so I’m sure it has a few less bedraggled features near the town centre but quite frankly I saw all I needed to see to become fascinated by the place and the potential stories of the people who live there.  Everyone we encountered said hello (in Japanese, of course), which when you come from Tokyo or Yokohama seems noteworthy in itself, and one old man even when as far as to ask “Where are you going?” as we blundered off a snowy wooded trail into his back garden. I replied honestly. “I don’t have a clue!” He burst into a fit of deep, bellowing laughter that revealed a row of crooked brown teeth and said “Good, keep going!”

Fujiyoshida looks like this:

Some pictures will be sideways, but I trust all your necks are in working order.

So, Night bus to Kyoto in an hour and a half.


2 Responses to “FujiYoshida”

  1. 1 Vice-Admiral Rathbone (the Southern lord of the sea) January 26, 2009 at 11:48 am

    Your description of the guy laughing made me blast my drink out! Sounds like you are having some good adventures. V Jealous.

    • 2 beersonthecorner January 27, 2009 at 5:13 am

      We’ve not even started yet! The thought of leaving japan for china in a couple of days made me do a little poo!

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