The most beautiful stairs I’ve ever seen is in Kenrokuen Garden, Kanazawa, Japan, last spring 2016, when most steps were covered with fallen sakura or cherry blossom petals. It was just like bed of roses cherry blossoms! I’ll never forget the moment I stepped on the stairs and feel like a queen!
A room with a balcony and a mountain view has always been my love affair. On my trip to Japan, I purposely spent more on accommodation for the sake of getting an experience to view Mt. Fuji solely by opening my room window.
So I stayed one night in Mizuno Hotel mainly because it’s the most affordable hotel, approximately $150 per night, offering rooms facing the most beautiful mountain in Japan. The hotel has positive testimonials, too. I would give a shot, then.
I wonder whether I would become a satisfied guest like many others or be a great copywriting or testimonial victim. Moreover, Mt. Fuji could be unpredictable. Not everyone succeeds to see the mountain in clear sky, without fog or cloud concealing the appearance of its snowy peak.
“You’ve got to see this!!” said my PiC in full excitement at 6 am when I was half awake. I hurriedly looked at the hotel room window and saw this:
I was speechless and grabbed my camera immediately to immortalize the moment while it last. My prayer was answered, one of the nature’s greatest gifts appeared in clear sky, for real, with Lake Kawaguchi in front of it.
Sneak Peak: I’ll share the story of my stay in Mizuno Hotel with fascinating pictures of each corner of the hotel in my next post!
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “On the Way.”
Many major attractions in Zhangjiajie, Hunan Province, China take long hours drive to reach. In the beginning, I made use most of my time to sleep in the bus along the way to compensate 6 am morning calls (sometimes 5 am).
However, I realized that I should not miss one thing that I would never be able to do during the tour: visiting traditional houses of indigenous people in the region, the Miao minorities. Thus, I felt a sense of urgency to capture them, although they were just from the bus window.
What I like best is that they let the houses just the way they are, untouched by tourists.
The following is my answer to the challenge on Minimalist:
Those who know me know best how much I hate catching a morning flight, especially I’m not completely “awake” and my grey cells are still half-dead. But something happened.
Usually, the flight from Jakarta to Yogyakarta only takes 45 minutes. It’s such a short trip that you sometimes don’t have enough time to close your eyes for a quick nap. Nonetheless, when I was on board, the departure was 15 minutes behind schedule and that’s not it. The plane was taxiing longer than it should be because the air force occupied the airside areas for training. Some passengers slept, listened to the music, chit chatted to kill the time, some just stared at their watch, waiting for the time comes for landing.
Despite the delay, I got something in return. I looked at the window and stunned with the amazing view before me: clear blue sky with the peak of Mount Merbabu on the left and Mount Merapi on the right side, floating on a “fluffy” cloud. I know I wouldn’t be able to see this unless my plane spent another extra 30 minutes to wander the sky.
The next thing I did was to race with the moving plane while capturing the nature beauty before it’s gone. In the beginning, I was worried about the smudged stain on the top left of the window. But thank God, I was relieved that my Fuji didn’t succeed to capture that annoying stain.
Probably it was the best morning experience ever. I’m grateful that I woke up that morning.
Is he posing for Aqua, the famous Indonesian mineral water brand, or he’s protecting himself from “paparazzi?” No matter what he’s doing, I ask him once more to face the camera and smile. Let’s try this in a different location. May be he’s more comfortable and finally will make up his mind.
And here’s the result……
He insists on hiding his face with the Aqua bottle. I give up. He’s too shy for the camera.
The Aqua bottle wins. It’s the real object. Full stop.
I followed what the map showed me to find the famous Johann Strauss memorial in Vienna, to cross the street and find the park. However, the red figure was flashing longer than usual. Instead of whining and groaning, pedestrians were excited with something. They had their mobile and pocket cameras ready in their hands. What was going on?
Rows of antique cars began marching on street. Participants smiled, waved and raised a victory sign to their spectators to express joy and pride behind the wheel. I couldn’t afford missing the moment. I spontaneously took my old camera and captured every single moving vehicle in front of me. I was glad I got a great spot though the lightning wasn’t the best. But I didn’t care. The pictures satisfied me no matter what. Those cars were such a beauty that one will recreate in a million years.
After the show was over, I felt tired of walking. Moreover, Johann Strauss was still far from my sight. So I decided to return to the main shopping street and get something to eat.
Sorry Strauss, I’d like to waltz with you, but not today.
Forget about a perfect plan for a while. Let imperfection infiltrate your travelling moments. Expect the unexpected, then you will discover the art of travelling.