Until now, I’ve been totally ignorant of the fact that the start of spring is one of the most fantastic times to go see the world. Cities and towns emerging from winter are out to celebrate in style, breaking out the best wine, treats, and cutlery. Everyone’s just full of glee to see a patch of green take over the white. Warmth is out to take over; everything’s fine with the world again.
I was never one to ride the cherry-blossom-viewing wagon, but oh, was I so wrong to not be a fan. A fortunate twist of fate (aided by my impulsive flight-booking) sent me to the region of Kansai in Japan to witness perhaps one of the prettiest things I’ll ever see. I was born in a country where we only had two seasons to worry about, and for us, leaves were either green or brown. Canopies of delicate pink and white are a nice, whimsical change.
I landed at Osaka, but I ended up spending most of my time in picturesque Kyoto. I find that Kyoto was the side of Japan I was searching for, faithful to tradition, and effortlessly enthralling in its graceful simplicity.
And speaking of simplicity, maybe I just let the pictures speak for themselves.
For more pics, you can view them here:
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Could u tell me where did you take the 4rd pic please? 😭
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Hi Kim! I took this behind the Golden Pavillion at Kinkaku-ji — if you roam around the gardens and lake, you’ll find a lot of pretty spots. 🙂
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