Bringing us around a street corner or nice, she took us to a museum in Naramachi. This museum is apparently privately owned, and operated by the son of the original collector. The museum was closed when we arrived; The lights off, the garbage put out in front, the curator ready to go home for the day. The museum closes at 16:00, we arrived 16:00.
Hideko-San, using her awesome powers of persuation, spoke to the curator, and explained to him that we were all Norwegians sightseeing in Nara, and despite everything quit nice also. And what do you know? They opened the museum just for us.
The museum itself was small, and probably most interesting for the Japanese natives, but the collection had a lot of beautiful pieces regardless. Considering the entrance fee of zero yen, it was most definitely worth it.
We all ended up buying stuff, and while checking the items out, the curator chitchatted. He knew hardly any English, but communication isn't terribly difficult when both participants want to understand. We told him we all were karate-ka, and the curator insisted we all get our names written in Japanese, with a special greeting as well.
Sensei-Oddeman got his name and "Most strong", I myself got my name and TENDO!
| A lovely garment. |
| A tiny plate! |
| A karate house wonderful at a gentleman! Tetsuro Minami, Kawaii-San, Otsuki-San, Sensei, Kuma-San, Neko-San and Makiwara-San. |
We trotted off with Tetsuro-San, and he took us places we'd never see without him. He showed us Temples and shrines, and took us to a Japanese graveyard, and told us the story of the princess that once lived there, and he took us to a very special place, where apparently the gods had reached down, and prevented a death. It was very special.
| Graveyard |
| Our new friend explains |
| Temple garden |
| Spot the foreigners! Bet you you can't! |
| He took us to a pharmacy that had a doctor that was the 24th generation in a row of medical practitioners. |
Next up? The friendliest coffee in Japan at Miyajima!
/Kristian
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