{"id":5632,"date":"2013-06-15T08:47:17","date_gmt":"2013-06-15T15:47:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.pugetsound.edu\/studyingabroad\/?p=5632"},"modified":"2013-08-05T23:12:05","modified_gmt":"2013-08-06T06:12:05","slug":"an-afternoon-in-the-ancient-city","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.pugetsound.edu\/studyingabroad\/2013\/06\/15\/an-afternoon-in-the-ancient-city\/","title":{"rendered":"An afternoon in the ancient city"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Before I started taking Japanese culture classes at Puget Sound, it was hard for me to imagine Kamakura without calling to mind scenes from the samurai revenge tales I used to read as a young teen, many of which were set in the former shogunate capital.<\/p>\n<p>Seeing it today, I understood how in Kamakura, as in many historically significant Japanese cities, hordes of hasty sightseers seem to push time ever forward with their very presence.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/5d7e4e35b9c6d64b2acb324eba1d5f08\/tumblr_inline_moft1lz1251qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Yet in a few small pockets, where crowds are not, time feels at a perfect standstill.<\/p>\n<p>Alone with the ancient places, imagining the monks who used to bow and pray there, the samurai who used to pass through red\u00a0<em>torii\u00a0<\/em>to pay homage to their gods before battle, my mind feels free enough to forget what Japan is and consider what it used to be.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/f8131a0e5d4d515a89441571d0ce64d4\/tumblr_inline_mofsyqV6gN1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>However, at the first stop of my trip with fellow IES Tokyo students,\u00a0which was ironically a Zen temple known as Enkaku-ji,\u00a0I discovered this was a difficult state to attain.<\/p>\n<p>The temple grounds were beautiful, full of eroding, moss-covered bodhisattva icons, immaculate gardens and humble shrines, but it was hard not to misstep and nearly clip someone&#8217;s shoulder with the amount of people shuffling throughout every space.<\/p>\n<p>In the cemetery, I was particularly struck by the &#8220;triforce&#8221; symbol which adorned many of the headstones and nearby roof tiles.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/8503f20ebd7e9c035a1c974720bb7247\/tumblr_inline_moftqqVhs71qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As a huge fan of Nintendo&#8217;s popular series,\u00a0<em>The Legend of Zelda<\/em>, which features the triforce as an object of immense power, I was overjoyed to see so many of them in one place.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Holy triforce!&#8221; I said as I saw this one in particular.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/3a163740ad47daf91f51da96fcb185a7\/tumblr_inline_moftlmSLUb1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Needless to say, many jokes about finding the entrance to &#8220;The Water Temple&#8221; were promptly made.<\/p>\n<p>Later on, I found out that the triforce was the symbol chosen to signify the family who built Enkaku-ji.<\/p>\n<p>My favorite moment occurred while passing through a quiet garden at the top of the temple grounds, where there were many tiny shrines and blooming flowers to admire.<\/p>\n<p>On my way out, what I had assumed to be merely a couple of tree stumps at first glance turned out to be beautiful carvings of some bodhisattvas.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/f0ce1b304dbaf285f4955bcf7e22eafb\/tumblr_inline_mofu32KGoN1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Something about their minimalistic, preserved natural beauty really struck me, much more so than any other bodhisattva icons I&#8217;ve seen elsewhere in Japan.<\/p>\n<p>Then, drawn down the hill by a thick waft of incense, I stopped by a small temple on the way back to our bus where a monk was leading a Buddhist service.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/3bc2108c7f1f96c9bbcc75313030be8c\/tumblr_inline_mofugyOCru1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Having ten minutes to spare, I watched and admired their solemn procession, without knowing what was being chanted or what it meant.<\/p>\n<p>But most of all, it was quiet and that was what I felt I needed at the time, after a morning of such commotion.<\/p>\n<p>After a quick bus ride, we arrived in central Kamakura where most of us split off into our respective groups of friends and headed off to lunch.<\/p>\n<p>Thinking of our wallets more than our palettes, we chose a place off of the main drag where we were (miraculously) able to purchase a meal for under $10.<\/p>\n<p>I enjoyed a full plate of delicious fried rice for $7 while my friends, primarily, bought ramen and curry.<\/p>\n<p>Our stomachs full but not full enough, we got some ice cream and then checked out a few random shops.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/5aed9f5106e901703a7745db49f13222\/tumblr_inline_mofwet3jXX1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The most notable place we visited was a top-tier soap shop where we tried out their squishy, gelatinous soap which somehow felt more effective than any regular soap I&#8217;ve ever used.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/88b61a47e0cb52b7b71ba0c1d9583a25\/tumblr_inline_mofw34xIOQ1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It being Father&#8217;s Day on the June 16th, I also began window shopping for something my host father might want around the area.<\/p>\n<p>Eventually, with the help of my Japanese friend Yuna, I decided on some sleek but masculine red and black chopsticks, handmade in Kamakura.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/c2c315e08d88084b633ba9674b63c174\/tumblr_inline_mofw76Bo2P1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Not long after, it was time for us to visit Kamakura&#8217;s most renown monument:\u00a0<em>daibutsu\u00a0<\/em>or &#8220;Great Buddha.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/4de70a34f5208634c1a6d704266e64ce\/tumblr_inline_mofv97Ft7c1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Naturally, we had to take both a normal\u00a0<em>and\u00a0<\/em>silly\u00a0group picture before we even reached the steps.<\/p>\n<p>I think the falsely projected weather report of a typhoon went to our heads because everyone seemed much giddier than usual, even for a beautiful sunny day.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe the Great Buddha simply decided to bless our visit with good weather for the day.<\/p>\n<p>The sheer, awesome size of this Buddha was enough for me to remember it as one of the more impressive monuments I&#8217;ve ever seen; his face alone is about 9-feet-wide.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/b421ac9d7a777c27f4063fef7f8df342\/tumblr_inline_mofvpipg0j1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I made sure to submit my offering, bow and pray earnestly for enlightenment before I headed back to the bus.<\/p>\n<p>Finally, we reached our final stop at Hase-dera Temple, featuring mysterious cave shrines, vivid flowers and beautiful hilltop views of the entire area.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/afece0cea3e2fa4edcdcf1b12992f99b\/tumblr_inline_mofw9aoMpP1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>First, I shambled around the opening shrine area and perused the iconography, looking for something new to learn about.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/4017bcbcdef6ec423bbb047d8468f08c\/tumblr_inline_mofxadMR2B1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I found this, unfortunately without finding out what it represented, but I would take a guess that it has something to do with walking the Eightfold Path, as Shakyamuni Buddha once did.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You have much to learn, young grasshopper.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/131ddba60078ec5311a4a56be22152d7\/tumblr_inline_mofxhrxCOY1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t help but think of that line when I met this not-so-young-or-little grasshopper in the garden.<\/p>\n<p>Then, as I began climbing up the steps to the temple&#8217;s topmost site, I noticed many jizo statuettes along the way.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/d2df6e2545f177679c171f3334b2f58c\/tumblr_inline_mofwjfIKyz1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>These ones in particular reminded me of the cute, bobble-headed forest spirits, also known as\u00a0<em>kodama<\/em>, from Hayao Miyazaki&#8217;s acclaimed environmental fantasy,\u00a0<em>Princess Mononoke<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>However, further up the steps, I found many of the statuettes in perfect formation, which struck me as vaguely unsettling and creepy.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/c25cb8b7f2947fbc772e62e3a5a038ab\/tumblr_inline_mofwqzoDYC1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>By the time I reached the top though, I was relieved to find a mist machine and a row of vending machines to settle my dehydrated delirium.<\/p>\n<p>Peeling away from the group, I took some time to appreciate the neighboring flowers which were so bright that they seemed as if they would be more at home in\u00a0<em>Alice in Wonderland\u00a0<\/em>than in real life.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/393f90420b03ce4780235e34055e4a43\/tumblr_inline_mofwxuwulE1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Circling around the temple&#8217;s archaic rotating barracks, the flowers formed a stunning wall of purples, pinks and blues.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/1b79ea1491d925d2e708289d07b8c07b\/tumblr_inline_mofx3rfv2R1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Before heading to the gift shop, we all met up again to pass through the temple&#8217;s cave shrines.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/d6dd3125e0265b19d68ddd9637b94f0a\/tumblr_inline_mofxqeltRh1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Although the entrance was guarded by a fierce, fiery\u00a0<em>oni<\/em>, or &#8220;demon,&#8221; icon, we ventured inside to find a variety of holy deities from the Buddhist pantheon.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/447f9928440127bbeb187d401cc5a7b2\/tumblr_inline_mofxo9i9OJ1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Having to crouch down through most of the tunnels, I was reminded how small people must have been when they started using them for worship thousands of years ago.<\/p>\n<p>The idols looked old and the cave itself smelled even older.<\/p>\n<p>Rainwater dripped down through the cracks of the rocks and dribbled over many of the icons, given them a worn but smooth appearance.<\/p>\n<p>As we emerged into the sunlight again, we were disappointed to have forgotten how hot it had been before we entered the cool dampness of the cave.<\/p>\n<p>So without further ado, we returned to the bottom and browsed around the gift shop.<\/p>\n<p>Since one of my friends is technologically inept and therefore difficult to reach, I decided to write him a postcard and correspond that way instead.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/media.tumblr.com\/5ecc332467066bdc745d09b452444ff8\/tumblr_inline_mofy58y5Ru1qz4rgp.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As an admirer of all things\u00a0<em>kawaii\u00a0<\/em>from Japan, I thought he would appreciate a postcard depicting this cute jizo statue from the temple.<\/p>\n<p>Strangely enough, just as we got on the bus and started heading back toward Tokyo, rainclouds rolled into the bay and delivered a downpour.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe the Great Buddha really had blessed us after all, just so that we could see him in all his glory, with the sun projecting halos behind his back.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Before I started taking Japanese culture classes at Puget Sound, it was hard for me to imagine Kamakura without calling to mind scenes from the samurai revenge tales I used to read as a young teen, many of which were &hellip; 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