Narita Temple dates back to the 10th century (Tokyo's oldest), but only in the past few hundred years has it really become the site that it is today. It's also one of the largest temple complexes in Japan. Walking through the grounds was immensely relaxing and refreshing, and at 9am I was one of only a handful of people present - giving me much needed solitude after the hustle and bustle of Bangkok (another layover of little note).
A strange thing happened to me as I was walking back to the train station - an elderly couple asked me in English if I'd like to learn more about Japanese culture. I asked for a bit more of an explanation and found they were UNESCO volunteers at the Narita Cultural Pavilion - why not? There they showed me how to participate in a tea ceremony, paint calligraphy, wear a kimono, appreciate koto, and even arrange flowers (apparently a masculine thing to do in samurai times). I felt somewhat ashamed of myself as during this whole process I was wondering when they'd solicit me for a donation. This never happened. It was a genuine pleasure for them to share their culture with me and any others who express interest.
I ended up getting invited to accompany the staff to lunch at a local shop, and I had a chat with a few of the volunteers (all retirees) about their perceived national future and the rise of China, their recent enemy. Surprisingly, they felt that China rising was generally a good thing as they felt their children had become too complacent and weak They were also saddened that young people were not interested in their heritage, although many people once reaching mid-life crisis age showed a renewed interest. I guess we'll see what happens.
Overall - it was a great day and a great end to my winter trip.
1 comment:
Some great photos there, Joe!
BTW aren't you supposed to cut something(/one?) whenever you draw a samurai sword from its sheath? - or is that some tale I was told to make me leave their sword alone?
Cheers,
Doug
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