En redescendant de ma colline et de ma reverie, un bruit familier attire mon oeil et sur le terre plein ou qqs heures auparavant un vieillard faisait ses kata de taishi... je me retrouve a regarder deux joueurs de petanque !!! Je crois rever. Comme un reflexe je me dirige vers eux et annonce : "Vous etes francais."Un d'eux me repond : "Ouais. Je suis Stephane et voila Michel de Nice"...A mon tour je me presente et dis : "Ben moi c'est Emrys et je suis de Nice aussi"Michel ouvre de grands yeux et une discussion enflammee s'enchainera pdt plusieurs heures... en debut de soiree je serais chez lui ou il me montrera sa classe de francais et me fera manger des tonnes de fromages bien de chez nous et un bon cote de provence pour faire passer le tout.Lundi il m'avancera dans ma route vers Kyoto et je me dis que la providence a qqch a voir avec cette rencontre qui m'arrive au moment ou je m'apprete a partir a nouveau et m'aura permis de rencontrer des gens formidables a l'endroit le moins probable du monde.Ensuite c'est une big soiree chez Alexis ou je rencontre un tas d'amis a lui, et ou l'on passe un tres bon moment.Mais ces fromages... ah ces fromages...
Le sac est repacke. Demain tot je retrouve Michel a la station Fujisawa... et vive la route !
Yesterday I visited Kamakura which is the last place where the imperor used to live in the Edo period. Only 1h train from my place. I first visited the temple of the Godess Kannon. The thing i prefer are the roofs which melt with the trees around are like poetry I can't stop to read and read again...
At the moment I'm going to leave the place I just feel attract by a path I didn't try yet... At the end of this path there were a cave only lighted with candles where Buddhas where staying quietly. The tunnel was going smaller and smaller, and I almost had to walk with my hands touching the ground. I stayed there for a while between a great respect and a kind of fascination.
Then I saw the Great Buudha called Daibutsu... it's huge... like 8 meters tall... then I went to the south along the coast... walking a way I thought I'll be able to see Fuji-san on the sunset light.
I didn't saw Fuji-san but I found a beautiful hill from which the sunset spectacle should be really impressive... In fact this kind of spectacle is the kind you can't see often in your life. The sun was burning the horizon, and this small island in the middle of the bay... it was that impressive that during few minutes I didn't even notice that the silhouette of the Fuji was offering to my eyes all its beauty on the pink vapors of the evening... as a dream the giant showed me its face... and i didn't had the reflexe to take a picture of what his probably one of the most beautiful thing I ever saw.
On my way back from my hill, a familiar sound attract my eyes, and in front of me were playing petanques (game of bowl from my place) 2 guys !!!!! I thought I was still dreaming.
As a reflex I went to them and ask : "You're french."
One of them replied : "Ya ! My name's Stephane and here is my friend Michel from Nice !!!!"
I introduced myself : "I'm Emrys, and in fact I come from Nice too"
Michel opened wide eyes and a great conversation followed... He invited me to his place where we had some drink and so many REAL cheeses from France !!! I was on a cloud !
I plus he's gonna give me a lift on monday to help me on my trip hitch hiking to Kyoto.
Then huge party in Alexis' place where I met plenty of his friend, was really great.
But those cheeses.... oooooh those cheeses...
My bag is packed again... on the road again ! Early tomorrow Michel will wait for me in Fujisawa station...