The morning air in Kyoto hums with a vibrant energy, a symphony of sights, sounds, and smells that is simply intoxicating! I found myself drawn into the bustling marketplace, camera in hand, eager to capture a slice of this exotic life. The aroma of soy sauce mingled with unfamiliar spices, creating a truly unforgettable sensory experience.
But it was a small stall, nestled amongst the throng, that truly captured my attention. A woman, with hands as delicate as butterflies, was meticulously arranging hand-painted fans. The artistry! The vibrant colours! It reminded me of the dedication one finds amongst the craftspeople back home, yet imbued with a uniquely Japanese flair. I felt compelled to preserve this moment, framing a shot that hopefully does justice to the scene. Reaching for my wallet to purchase a small token, I must have dropped a Yen coin. It’s funny, even the smallest things, like the design of a coin, seem steeped in history here. I managed to get a little wooden toy for young Thomas, my nephew – I trust he’ll enjoy it immensely.
These little moments of discovery, these fleeting glimpses into another world, are what make this journey so rewarding. Just an average chap, seeing something extraordinary in a place so distant. Kyoto, a jewel in the Orient, continues to charm and amaze.
Categories: Travel, History, 1932
Tags: Kyoto, Japan, Marketplace, Fans, Photography
