tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42514096214730205672024-03-13T23:18:07.442+00:00Leap Of Faith TravelsShauns Travel WondersAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.comBlogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-76431822724401878472018-04-12T11:39:00.000+01:002018-04-12T11:39:36.743+01:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 18<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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21<sup>st</sup> October 2016<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
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I woke up a lot earlier than I wanted to due to the fact guests on the floor
above were making quite a bit of noise; it didn’t stop me from having a good
night sleep though so I was still fresh as a daisy. This was the morning Craig
and I would move on from this wonderful place as we would be taking the trip to
our last place of the whole trip; Yokohama. Yet again, I was the first one to
enter the lobby area without fail. Moments later, the people that were making
all the noise came down and straight out of the building looking quite wrapped
up as though they were on their way to climb Mt. Fuji. The next person to walk
through was Michal who brought her own breakfast to the table. We soon began in
conversation about our plans and travels today until she had to leave.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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long moment went by until Marino walked through the door with me saying good
morning to her and she had stated that she had seen Craig and I at the lake
yesterday looking pretty tired. She claimed she recognised the bikes first and
then us two Geordies. We were both talking for quite a long while until Craig
walked in. He made himself a coffee and began acting himself with his Barry
White impressions and Geordie chav accent spoiling the tranquillity of the
place. We were going over our next destination and its directions that turned
out to become very easy to find; famous last words.</span></div>
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sure we had the precise location marked on Craig’s offline map, we could relax
at least for a moment longer. Eventually it was time to pack the last remaining
items for the journey and soon entered into the lobby with all our belongings.
There was still time to take a group photo of Craig, Marino and me making a
peace sign with our fingers. Finally, it was Craig’s moment to shine with his
full comprehensive review of the hostel. He mentally prepared himself for this moment
of writing in the guestbook and for once, he wrote a well-detailed review. Of
course, I had to add at the end ‘this place is canny’. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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it was time to leave the wonderful place we called home for a few nights and
so, we grabbed all our belongings and headed out the front door where Marino
was waiting for us to bid us farewell, or see you later to put it better. We
both received a hug from her. We headed straight to Fujisan station that was
only a few minutes away and along the way; we had seen yet another perfect
image of Mt. Fuji breaking through the dense clouds with a large stone Japanese
archway at the centre. Craig decided to risk life and limb to get this shot as
he stood in the middle of the road.</span></div>
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we made it in one piece to the station easily finding our way around the area.
We had to purchase our tickets on this train, as this was not a JR train. We
were heading to a place called ‘Otsuki’ station that was far north of Fujisan
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now though, we quickly made it to the platform and in no time at all, our train
had arrived. It looked very old once the doors opened due to the fact it had a
varnished wooden floor. Once we were aboard and got moving, it sounded as
though the whole train was rattling and holding on tight to the tracks. We
didn’t care though as we enjoyed the experience; so long as it got us to our
destination, it didn’t matter. The views however were spectacular and most of
the journey involved the breathtaking Mt. Fuji. Then, it disappeared behind the
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journey really didn’t seem that long even though the train was quite slow but
we soon made it to Otsuki station. We took our time leaving the platform
looking for the connecting train to Tokyo but as we squeezed our way through
the ever-growing crowd, we stumbled across the correct platform for the start
of the chuo line. We were accustomed to this train as we mainly used it during
our time in Tokyo but with this being the start of the line, we were still in
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passed until we boarded the familiar train in an empty carriage for once but
deep down I knew further along the route the amount of people would build up.
The first quarter of the long journey had the best views of forests, hills and
fast flowing rivers. As expected, with each station we stopped at, people would
board the train clogging the emptiness but still it wasn’t jam packed; this made
the journey more enjoyable. Soon I had the thought that we would soon be
heading for Tachikawa station, which we used during our first stay in Japan
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time, the train would fill up especially when we stopped at Tachikawa. The once
quiet aisle became full of people and as the stations went by, I eventually had
to give up my seat for an old woman. Time went on until finally after two hours
of riding this train, brought us to Tokyo station. We left the train
immediately joining the busy crowd making our way to the bakery near the south
exit of the station. It truly felt weird witnessing the transition from the
quiet sights of Mt. Fuji to the hustle and bustle of Tokyo.</span></div>
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we sat outside the bakers as we took turns entering the shop grabbing some
delicious food. As I received my bill and paid, I spoke Japanese to the worker
saying ‘Have a nice day’ and the workers did a type of school girl laugh which
I found quite funny. With our food in front of us, we ate in silence watching
on at everyone frantically pacing up and down the station. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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often, I would look on at specific people and wonder where they were heading to
or where they had come from to be here. Time passed on, we had to figure a way
to get to our next destination. We soon realised that it wasn’t going to be
easier than we thought as the host lived in an out of the way area above
Yokohama which no JR line could reach. Therefore, we had to go to the
information desk to figure something out. We received the information we needed
and it meant we had to board another three trains to get even close to our
destination. I could see Craig was becoming tired with his heavy rucksack over
his shoulders plus, the thought of riding on another three trains. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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had to leave Tokyo using JR line subways and then the next two trains we had to
pay for. The only positive side about the last two trains were that we were
only on them for at least five to ten minutes. Between both stations was a
small walk but with our rucksacks, it seemed longer. Our last station was
‘Takata’ station and it was a relief to arrive with no more trains to ride this
day. However, the next part would prove the most difficult for us, as we didn’t
have the greatest instructions in the world to get to our destination.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Craig
had pinpointed the area we had to be at but again it wasn’t enough information
so instead, we just headed to the pinpointed area hoping we would stumble upon
the place. We had to climb up a very steep hill in vain where we ended back on
the main street. As we were searching for the right route, I turned around and
just happened to notice a large family peering through their kitchen window at
the sight of us as though we were aliens landing on their housing estate. I
gave them a friendly wave and they all responded with a bashful wave back and
laughter. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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seemed to be wandering around at this point like headless chickens therefore;
we had no choice but to ring the host to help us out. He eventually answered
his phone and I tried to explain where we were to him but he didn’t seem to
know himself the place I was stating. Suddenly, he picked out the place we were
standing and successfully managed to guide us to his place. What a relief it
was finally locating the apartment block and we soon grabbed the key and
entered his nice quaint living area. He was at work so we had the whole
apartment to ourselves. We were eager to place our heavy rucksacks down and
head back out to explore the area; and we were hungry too. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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immediately headed back to the main street and came across a restaurant called
‘Fujiya’ restaurant. It looked like a typical American diner on the outside so
it looked very inviting plus, the fact there was a nice selection of cakes and
decorations at the glass counter. It definitely made us want to walk in and
immediately we were greeted by the friendly staff. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were escorted to our table and were surprised to find hot food on the menu as
we originally thought this place was cake/dessert based place. We ordered a
lovely spread of food and spent the waiting time laughing and joking once more.
We were also surprised about the different flavours of Coca Cola they had to
offer which were orange, apple and my favourite was grape; incredible. Our food
was incredible too and then we could hear a happy birthday song over at the
opposite side of the restaurant.</span></div>
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a large group of family sitting close to us had a birthday song played to their
one-year-old twins. The twins were looking over at us intrigued about our
appearance as we waved at them; of course, they were bashful which made
everyone laugh. Time went on through the evening as our table was filled with
empty plates of dessert; it was time to pay up and leave. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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soon as we exited the building, we headed off along the main streets of ‘Higashi
Yamatacho’ to see what was in the area. To be honest, it was an area full of
car manufacturers from BMW, Volvo, Toyota as well as Kanazawa motorbikes. We
walked on for the next 30 minutes until we ran out of things to see. Therefore,
we took the walk back to the apartment again laughing and talking away. Once we
returned, we sat in our shared room relaxing and getting used to our
surroundings and then, the host came into the apartment.</span></div>
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name was ‘Tsubasa’ and he had just returned from his job as an entrepreneur. He
spoke very good English despite his Air-BNB intro being vague about liking
tomato, beer and hot stuff. He offered us a type of sweet-based cake that we
ate and enjoyed straight away; as though we hadn’t ate for days. He then rushed
off to grab our bed sheets persistent he would put them on for us. He seemed to
know what he was doing so we watched on as he was asking us questions about our
time in Japan. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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spent the next 15-20 minutes preparing our beds with a bit of difficulty but he
managed. With everything now prepared, we could all relax having a long
conversation about everything funny and serious. Time went on with us not
realising how late it was so it was time for lights out hoping for a pleasant
night’s sleep. As there were two separate beds with one of them being more
comfortable than the other, we decided to play rock, paper and scissors to see
who got the better bed for the first night; I won. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to sleep, Craig gave me the news that there was a 6.6 scale earthquake at western
Japan, which was a big one. As all went quiet, I sat staring at the ceiling
thinking of Fujiyoshida and the hostel we stayed in missing the place and
people already.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Yokohama, Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan35.4437078 139.638025635.0297998 138.9925786 35.8576158 140.28347259999998tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-38614386321095040582018-04-11T11:29:00.000+01:002018-04-11T11:29:33.370+01:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 17<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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20<sup>th</sup> October 2016<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
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was no need to explain how comfortable I was during the night, as I was feeling
great once I woke up and ready for another day of adventure. Once again, I
would be in the lobby first whilst everybody else was asleep. Moments later, a
woman walked into the hostel who was actually a worker here; we said good
morning to each other but that seemed to be it. Michal was the next person to
walk in and sat with me in conversation straight away about our plans for the
day and hers was to head for the famous pagoda. It would be good timing for her
too as the weather was absolutely gorgeous today without a cloud in the sky. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was the next person to walk in and joined in on our conversation for a short
while. Soon after, Michal left preparing for her day out whereas Craig and I
were deep in discussion about what we were going to eat at the beautiful Saint
Cloud bakery. Then the conversation got too serious as we talked about donuts.
Anyway, our plan for the day was to head to yet another lake called Lake
‘Yamanakako’ that was a good 8 kilometres away from the hostel. Once again, we
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headed out with our essentials bound for Saint Cloud bakery for a beautiful
quick breakfast of sweet bakes that would give us the energy needed to get to
our destination. We headed in a southeasterly direction on our way to the lake
and immediately, we approached a dreaded hill once again. What a terrible start
it was for us but we pedalled all the way to the top without stopping. What was
not terrible of course was the treasuring sight of Mt. Fuji clear as day with
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we were cycling through a forest area still cycling alongside the main road and
to me, this area proved the most difficult as it felt as though I was carrying
along two sumo wrestlers on punctured tyres. I had to keep going as Craig was
so far ahead; there were times I would lose sight of him. The road looked flat
but it had a slight incline for miles. Anyway, as I struggled my way along the
road, we seemed to be levelling out and then almost immediately rushing
downwards. We then caught our first glimpses of the big beautiful blue lake.</span></div>
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was something different about this lake as though we were at a European holiday
destination with villas and hotels scattered along the hillsides around the
lake. That didn’t matter to us as the place was still picturesque and we
couldn’t wait to cycle a lap around the lake.</span></div>
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did take a quick stop on the wooden promenade where we were close by to a small
group of swans, ducks and carp. There was also a small pedal boat close by full
of people who were being pestered by the swans in which were surrounding the
boat as though it was an ambush which I found quite funny. We went on our way
cycling anti-clockwise around the beautiful lake looking out for an ice cream
parlour. It took a while to find one but when we did, we wasted no time
entering the parlour and grabbing a well-deserved ice cream. Once we went
outside, we immediately engaged in conversation about the bikes we were using
as well as how much we paid for the hire. They found it very hard to believe
the fact that we paid only 500-yen for the whole day compared to their hotels
price of 5000-yen a day.</span></div>
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soon parted ways with Craig and I continuing our route making good distance
until we headed along the cycle track. At that point was the start of the
breathtaking views of Mt. Fuji but, what made it better was the slight fade in
the sky amongst this iconic mountain. The area we were at was completely crowd
free; just Craig and I along with a couple of locals. We couldn’t stop staring
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next sight we had seen was the most adorable little dog I had seen so far. I
couldn’t make out the breed but it was small and cuddly. We tried to speak to
the dog owner, more so Craig but it was proving difficult yet enough to get us
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soon headed off again making good time around the lake until yet again; we came
to a stop three quarters of the way around for a bite to eat. The food we
gathered from Saint Cloud was absolutely delicious and we thought a soaring
eagle above us was eyeing up on Craig’s cakes. With everything eaten, we
actually backtracked as we were searching for a nearby temple that was marked
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took us numerous attempts to find the quiet little temple hiding in the woods
but we found it. It was a truly peaceful place indeed with no body in sight; we
felt totally abandoned. We felt nothing but admiration with the place with its
beautifully designed cleansing areas and detailed decorations on the temples.</span></div>
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soon took our leave heading along the north side of the lake where the cycle
lane we were on was truly amazing. We were cycling right along the glistening
lake on a nice hot day with Mt. Fuji in sight. Time went on and then finally,
we completed our lap around the lake, which was another accomplishment to add
to our achievements in Japan.</span></div>
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were beginning to make our way back to the hostel when I stated there was a
large shrine area very close to us. The shrine in question was called ‘Sengen
Jinja Shrine’ and ‘Suwa Jinja Shrine’. Once we approached the shrine area, we
loved it especially the Suwa Jinja Shrine as the small temple seemed to define
Japan in one small area. Once more, it was truly peaceful but soon the peace
would disappear as a coach full of people came rushing towards the area
therefore, we took our leave on our bikes leading away from the breathtaking
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were about to head back up the long treacherous road we used to get here but I
suggested we head to an area called ‘Hano No Miyako Park’ due to the fact it
looked like an interesting area on the map I had. Therefore, we rode straight
for it with no horrible inclines, just nice clear sky and lovely Japanese
countryside to gaze at. It didn’t take us long to arrive at the park area but
once we arrived, we soon realised it was nothing more than a flower park and
garden centre. As we were men, we weren’t really interested in flowers
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we were heading back a different way, it turned out to be the best route to
stumble upon on our cycling journeys. The first place we came across was a nice
quiet temple called ‘Jotenji’ temple. Yet again, nobody was in sight and these
were the temples we liked the most. The next and greatest moment was the
incredible descent down towards the hostel. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were cycling along a road known as the ‘Turiichi’ pass where the real fun
started as we cycled through the long descending tunnels. It was quite
deafening with all the cars racing up and down it but once we exited them, it
became extremely exhilarating as we were greatly descending the hillside on
continuous winding smooth roads. The cars were actually staying behind us as we
were matching their speed plus I think they were admiring the view of us
enjoying ourselves. I was smiling, laughing and really having fun but good
things end as we hit the busy streets below.</span></div>
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were extremely happy with what we just did but from here on, we took our time
heading back due to the build up in traffic. Somehow, we stumbled upon the
hostel a lot sooner than we thought which resulted in us over shooting the
building. It was great to be back although I would have loved to do that route
down the hillside again. It was 3:30pm when we sat in the lobby relaxing from
the day of cycling and horrible inclines.</span></div>
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the evening, we noticed a few more people in the hostel all from either Japan
or Thailand but not at all sure if they spoke English. It was very nice and
quiet sitting listening to the faint piano music playing at the reception desk.
At this point though, food called to us and so, we headed to the favourite
Kappa sushi restaurant. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I would attempt to create a crane as I did yesterday but I had to cheat and
check the internet as a reminder. The process took me a whole five minutes or
so to complete a black crane but it was never going to be as good as Marino’s.
Anyway, we left for the sushi restaurant using the same route as last time
hoping we were heading the right way without directions. We were soon there
though entering the restaurant and escorted to our seats by a shy waitress. We
wasted no time picking out the usual items and some new encounters we had never
tried the last time. I had octopus, two different types of fish, konbu seaweed
with sweet corn and rice. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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time, our plates would pile up a little more than last time but not enough to
beat Marino’s 20 plates; we were stuffed with what we had which was probably
half of that. I only had six sushi dishes, 2 special dishes, two ginger ales
and one dessert which all came to a very cheap price of just under 1,600- yen.
At the seats next to us were three Japanese locals filling up huge bento boxes
and the amount of plates piling up was out of this world; it really put us both
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eventually took our leave from the restaurant back out into the dead of night
towards the hostel. Throughout the journey, we were laughing and joking on
about our dialects with how it sounded to other locals. Finally, we entered the
hostel to the most awkward silenced moment I had ever seen. There were four
people sitting in the lobby completely blanking each other and as much as we
wanted to join them, we couldn’t as we had to pack our rucksacks as today was
our last day in Fujiyoshida. The next 30 minutes was spent making sure
everything was packed whilst Craig was performing his Barry White impressions
to make the procedure less boring. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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he couldn’t see his little satchel with his important documents and money. He
thought he left it at the sushi restaurant and thought he would have to run and
retrieve it. Luckily, it was hiding amongst his rucksacks and the relief on his
face was priceless. Everything was packed and ready now which meant we could
finally relax one more time in the lobby. We didn’t stay long though because an
earlier night was what we needed for the long journey to Yokohama the next day.
We were really hoping for a smoother and quicker journey to it but for now, we
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woke up from the most beautiful 8-hour sleep thanks to the bed. Again, I crept
out of the dorm without making a sound and headed straight to the lobby going
over what to do with our day. Kaori, the hostel receptionist, was already at
the reception desk and I tried to say good morning to her in Japanese. Ross
came in soon after me who was ready to take his leave as he was heading to
Kyoto today. We shook hands and bid him safe travels and thanking him for a
good night at the sushi restaurant. He didn’t look happy when he had to place
his heavy rucksack over his shoulders and out of the door soon disappearing
amongst the streets of Fujiyoshida. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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continued on thinking of ideas for the adventures of the Geordie idiot
travellers. My plan was to take the trusty bikes to the next lake along Lake
Kawaguchiko. What was interesting about this trip was that the lake was very
close to a network of caves in the area all with unique names. What I found
very funny was the name of the lake and how it linked to the first cave we
would visit. The lake was called Lake ‘Saiko’ that sounded like psycho and the
cave was called Saiko Bat cave; batman fans may understand this. The other
caves we would visit also had very interesting names, which was called
‘Fuketsu’ (Wind cave) and ‘Narusawa Hyoketsu’ (Ice cave). It was too soon to go
anywhere just yet and with Craig now in the lobby with Kaori and I, we all had
a great conversation as well as Kaori showing Craig her origami skills. She
made a beautiful crane as well as a ‘Shuriken’ also referred to as a ninja
star. We were amazed by her skills praising her for her work that she really
appreciated. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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would actually be the last time we would see her so we said goodbyes to her
praising her once more for her work and friendliness she possessed every time.
We paid for the bikes again for the day and headed straight to St. Cloud
bakery; our new haven. It was a short trip and we soon pulled up with our light
green hot rods and walked into the bakery casually. The bakers welcomed us but
I felt there was a sense of disbelief of us coming back; the place was
brilliant so of course we were coming back. We grabbed a few familiar baked
goods and sat at the same table as the previous day as Craig fell in love with
his food. Just as we were about to finish, a mother came in with her very young
child who was staring at Craig and I. We smiled at the little girl and waving
as she immediately became shy and smiled back.</span></div>
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we took our leave heading straight for the bat cave. As we cycled, I felt as
though we were Batman and Robin; “quick Robin, to the Bat cave”; “Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na BATMAN”. This journey would be the longest amount of time cycling
as it would be roughly 7 miles; it didn’t sound like much to us but the bikes
we were on would make it quite difficult. Therefore, with our essentials
packed, we rode the journey to Lake Kawaguchiko as it was the easiest route and
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cycle down was enjoyable to say the least and once more, the weather couldn’t
have been better. Now, arriving at the lake, we had to make our way for Lake
Saiko but we seemed to find ourselves lost going up wrong roads. Finally, we
were on the right track but soon came upon a very steep incline. So we pushed
as hard as we could to get up but we soon came to a stop as we stumbled across
a nice and quiet shrine area called ‘Kifune Jinja Shrine’. The sight of a huge
red archway at the entrance welcomed us and then, it opened out to a quiet
cleansing pool and modern designed temple hidden at the back. We spent a short
amount of time here admiring the place before having to pedal up the steep
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was horrible but we did it however, two more steep turns were ahead of us so
instead of stopping, we continued as sweat poured down our faces. Finally, the
ground levelled out in time for us to fly through a long tunnel and what was at
the other end was truly magical. It was as though we had been transported to the
Lake district in the UK; the area was extremely beautiful. The road we were on
was perfect as it hugged the shoreline with winding routes heading towards the
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were closing in on the bat cave as cool as that sounds again making a few wrong
turns but eventually, there it was right in front of us. At the entrance site
house, there were actually two figures of Batman so we were definitely in the
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was also great was the cheap 300-yen price was to gain access therefore; we
soon paid and received white hard hats as we made our way towards the lava
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had to walk along a forest area on a fabricated track for the next 5-minutes
until we arrived at the cave. It looked like a narrow entrance at the start, so
we soon squeezed in already feeling the cold air as soon as we got half way
down the stairs. It didn’t bother us though as we were used to cold
temperatures. From here on in, excitement was in the air when we had to make
our way through narrow and low tunnels and the sound of constant dripping water
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into the cave now, there was clearly no sign of any bats whatsoever which we
found very funny given the name of the cave. However, there was a very strong
smell of guano more commonly known as bat droppings. Craig and I decided to
split off in different directions further in the cave both meeting at the other
side. We also both had the same case of ducking and crawling our way through
which added to the experience. A long while had passed until we couldn’t go any
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soon as we exited the cave, a great wall of humid air threw itself at us hard.
Back to the bikes now, we decided to have a quick ice cream before heading to
the next cave; the wind cave. Again, this route would be another difficult
journey up a steep incline and my legs seemed to have no power whatsoever
towards the end, as for Craig though he was far ahead of me. I cycled on though
catching him up and once I did, we had arrived at the wind cave/ice cave area.
What a relief it was to me as I couldn’t go any further and we soon parked up
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was quite a lengthy walk before we arrived at a checkpoint area where we paid
yet another small price of 300-yen. We continued along the pathway, which was
leading us straight to the wind cave. We were welcomed by a larger opening into
the cave but no less exhilarating to us as we stepped down into the cold abyss.
The walkways and steps were very wet and so watching every step we took, we
entered into the bowels of the cave. A few narrow tunnels lead us to a large
area that was home to a very large chunk of ice. The cave was fascinating but I
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made our way to the exit back into the humid air already making our way to the
ice cave but not before retrieving our stamps for our collection. Once again,
we found ourselves walking through more dense forest but what made this walk
unique was the fact we were walking along a lava trail. Big and small lava
stones scattered the area making it quite difficult to move forward smoothly. A
long time had passed until we arrived at the ice cave area and once again, we
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entrance was different to the other two caves as this had a larger opening with
a spiral type wooden staircase leading to the narrower end at the bottom. From
here on, it became very tight and awkward to get down the steps and small
tunnels; a fantastic experience nonetheless. We then made our way to the main
section of the lava cave where it housed a type of storage area; a sort of
natural refrigerator. There were many big metal containers full of ancient type
of eggs. What was funny was that people were wrapped up in warm clothing
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everything seen, we made our way back out of the cold dark cave for the final
time, as this would be the last cave to visit. With another stamp to our collection,
we took the long walk back to our bikes laughing and talking along the way. We
did spend a bit of time relaxing at the main entrance area watching on at
everybody making their way towards the caves. As for us, we climbed aboard our
trusty bikes and took our leave heading straight back to Lake Saiko. What was
great was that we were going back down the steep hills we struggled to get up
therefore, we were looking forward to the freewheeling that was about to
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expected, it was truly exhilarating racing down the quiet roads through the
forest area having the greatest amount of fun quickly making our way to the
lake. As soon as we arrived there, I couldn’t get over the humility of the area
as we cycled smoothly to the east side of the lake. Even though we had a good
pace going, I had to stop due to the fact that a most peaceful view of the lake
and hills was right in front of us. The sun was breaking through the low clouds
with its raise bouncing from the lake; truly a magical moment. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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other thing that was magical was the beautiful descent down the horrible hill
we had climbed up at the beginning. I was like a racer trying to go as fast as
I could around the sharp turns then the long straight to Lake Kawaguchiko. I
was truly surprised the wheels were not catching on fire with the speed we were
reaching. What an exhilaration it was but next seemed to be quite the boring
part of cycling through the streets of Fujisan. It didn’t take long though as
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was at the reception welcoming us back as we made our way to our room. After a
quick shower to cool down a bit, I headed into the lobby to relax from the
strenuous cycling. I was having a good conversation with Marino about where I
came from as well as my dialect. She found it very funny the way I would
pronounce words I really found it funny when she would try and follow the way I
said words such as ‘canny’ (great), ‘lass’(woman) and ‘ ar I’(yes). I also
mentioned to her about the origami session Kaori showed Craig and me and then I
decided to show her my origami skills making a type of swan. She seemed
impressed even though it didn’t look at all like a swan and so she decided to
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tried making a rabbit which had a step-by-step guide on the back of the pack of
papers and eventually, I completed it. She then explained how she used to make
origami bouquets for her friend’s wedding and I thought I could make a rose. As
soon as she gave me the book and opened it, I was truly amazed with how complex
the process was but I wouldn’t give up without a fight. Within 3 minutes, I
gave up and moved onto another animal but stopped by Marino who came over with
two gifts for me. A crane which could flap its wings and an origami red and
yellow flower. I thought it was magnificent and then she offered to teach me
how to make a crane. I didn’t hesitate and she sat opposite me helping me
create this delicate creature. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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be honest, I found it quite therapeutic and calming to be making origami as
well as taught by Sensei Marino. What was even better was that it was coming
together pretty well with no false folding. I actually seemed to be working up
a sweat making this crane but once it was complete, I was so happy and proud.
Then she decided to tell me that this is what children at kindergarten are
taught to do, which I found hilarious. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was quite late by the time she left but as she was leaving, a couple had walked
in thanking her for a recommendation she provided them. As she left, I
introduced myself to them then they headed off upstairs for a moment. From
then, I continued relaxing feeling right at home in this fabulous hostel along
with Craig. Then a young woman approached the entrance trying to get into the
building. I opened the door for her as she walked in with her big red suitcase
looking quite tired when she said hello to us heading straight upstairs for a
moment. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the couple came downstairs and sat with us engaging in conversation about where
we all came from. They were both from Belgium and what was funny was that the
man thought I was American and Craig Irish. We laughed and stated we were from
England but the man was surprised due to our Geordie dialect that would have sounded
foreign to him and his wife; he did seem quite drunk too. The young woman soon
came into the lobby and I helped her around the rules of the place. Her name
was Michal, I asked her where she came from and I thought she was saying
Iceland but in fact, she came from Israel. She seemed a bit restless of people
thinking she was from Iceland but I figured it out in the end.</span></div>
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night went on explaining to her what there was to do in this area of Japan.
Craig however was engaged in conversation with the drunken Belgian man and I
could clearly see he wasn’t enjoying it. Moments later, the couple went off to
the room and then we soon realised it was coming up to midnight. Therefore, it
was lights out and straight to sleep for everybody with a nice quiet night in
store for us all.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Fujiyoshida, Yamanashi Prefecture, Japan35.4874967 138.807854135.280534700000004 138.4851306 35.6944587 139.13057759999998tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-54263294057751690782018-04-09T13:08:00.003+01:002018-04-09T13:08:52.837+01:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 15<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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the first time in a while, I had awoken fresh as a daisy thanks to the lovely
bed I was sleeping in. Ross was still asleep but Craig was just waking up as I
clambered down the ladders. I headed straight for the lounge area and soon
realised I was the only one in there. I spent a while looking at all the
pictures around the room but what stood out for me the most was Marino’s travel
wall of places she had been. It was very impressive to see she had been to 27
countries in 350 days; to be honest that was inspiration right there to continue
travelling. She even had currency from certain places she had been to across
the world. I would be happy if I could reach at least half of that in my whole
lifetime. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Craig had walked through feeling as happy and relaxed as I was due to the comfortable
night he had. Last but not least, Ross walked in all set to leave for his day
out in Fujiyoshida. He did have time to sit and have a chat with us but we were
laughing mostly about our accents trying to impersonate each other. He soon
left though whilst Craig and I tended to our morning coffee as well as deciding
what to do with our day. Just then, a woman walked into the building ready to
begin her shift at the reception area. Her name was Kaori and already, she
seemed to be a fun type of person who was curious and happy to help us with
whatever was required. Craig and Kaori were talking quite well about the
Japanese language and then talking about popular places around the area.</span></div>
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had picked a few places to visit but today we just wanted to explore the area
with bikes. Luckily, for us, the hostel provided bikes for rent that was very
cheap too. So from paying 500 yen for all day bike rental, we soon headed
outside to ride our bikes around Fujiyoshida. We were excited to get out and
explore but the first place we headed to was a recommended bakery nearby called
‘Saint Cloud’. The Sun was out bright and we were enjoying the thrill of
cycling once more but we soon approached the bakery; even from the sight of the
place it looked like a god send to us. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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entered the building and it was as though we walked through the pearly gates of
bakery heaven. They baked food both sweet and savoury and they looked out of
this world and we couldn’t wait to dive in. we grabbed what we thought looked
the best but for me it was mainly sweet savouries with either chocolate, fruit
or just icing sugar spread on the top. The workers were looking quite shy yet
curious about our arrival; we sat and ate in silence with our food falling in
love with every bite. My drink was quite interesting too as it was a grape
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short while later we took our leave on our bikes for the nearby lake called
lake ‘Kawaguchiko’. However, as soon as we pedalled along the streets of
Fujisan, we immediately realised the paths were not bike friendly at all. We
encountered too many huge bumps, big kerbs and wobbly metal grates; did it stop
us though; no, it didn’t. There was a moment Craig nearly came off his bike due
to the handlebars bending inwards and the fact he was tall too. A very long
time had passed pedalling and flying through the streets until we arrived at
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had arrived at what I thought was the Japanese version of the Lake District in
the UK; it was absolutely gorgeous and I couldn’t stop looking upon this
majestic sight. The temperature was rising by the minute realising we were hot
and sweating especially with the cycling. We noticed that spread across the
lake was a large group of swan pedal boats that looked fun but expensive; 2000
yen for only 30 minutes was a rip off. Therefore, we skipped that idea and
continued to cycle around the breathtaking lake. We tried to stick to the lake
as best as we could but there were times we would move away and end up cycling
along the road having so much fun especially when we would fly through the
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the distance we could clearly see the long awaited sight of Japan’s gem; Mt.
Fuji. The feeling of peace flew through my heart at the very sight of this
magnificent icon of Japan. So many times seeing pictures and videos of it and
now I was cycling with Craig in sight of it, this was truly a special moment.</span></div>
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special moment came when we found a good place to stop for ice cream. We pulled
up on our cool bikes and walked into the ice cream parlour/gift shop
immediately grabbing our vanilla and blueberry ice cream. We sat close to the
large windows as I was mesmerised with Mt. Fuji as well as the beautiful lake
rippling in front. On our bikes once more, we stuck close to the lake but we
cycled into a problem. We didn’t realise we were cycling on a garden area
designated for walkers only. Instead of turning back, we continued but we were
stuck behind 2 elderly women who obviously were walking really slow. As soon as
they realised we were right behind them, immediately they began bowing their
heads deeply apologising even though we were not supposed to be on there in the
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continued around the lake but caught ourselves riding on loose gravel on a dirt
track; this wasn’t the best surface for the bikes we were on. We also rode to a
dead end with the lake right at our feet so, we spent a short amount of time at
this spot feeling the coolness of the water against the hot day but what was
great was the majestic sight of a couple of buzzards trying to catch fish close
by gliding and swooping across the lake.</span></div>
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on our bikes, we rode back towards the road that we had to stick to from here
on. At points, we were pedalling like mad to keep up the momentum but the rest
of the time we produced phenomenal flying along the road with the warm air
flowing through us. The next stop we made was ¾ of the way around the lake. The
area was called ‘Shikkago’ park and the area looked truly peaceful with a large
green grass area just behind a section of small stones at the shoreline of the
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pulled our bikes up and I decided to head straight for the quiet lake with no
swan boats in sight spoiling the magnificent view. However, there was a
speedboat with a water skier on the back passing by now and again; it looked
fun but it spoiled the ambiance of the view. The water looked so inviting so I
took my shoes and socks off and plunged myself into the water; only up to my
knees though. The water was so cool and calm as I stared out into the distance
feeling peace once again. The peace was soon broken with the sound of three
explosions in the distance not at all sure what it was about; it startled the
birds in that area though.</span></div>
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was eventually time to get out of the water and relax on the grass with Craig as
I air-dried my feet. It took a short amount of time to dry up and we were soon
on our bikes again but it would be short lived due to the fact we were heading
to a nearby shrine called ‘Fuji Omuro Sengen’ shrine.</span></div>
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was very close to the park and very easy to find so we entered the vast area
with our bikes and parked up at the central area with the temples and cleansing
area. It was truly a peaceful place and it hid well under the large trees in
the area and at its centre was a peculiar dragon ball that I found impressive.</span></div>
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also had our stamp books filled with beautiful calligraphy and we became
mesmerised the process of them being created. Once we seen everything the
shrine had to offer, we took our leave heading back to where we started on the
lake thus, completing a full lap.</span></div>
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this time, Mt. Fuji was completely covered by cloud; wouldn’t even know it was
there. We had one more place in mind to visit before heading back to the hostel
and that was the famous ‘Arakurayama Sengen’ park; in other words, the
‘Chureito Pagoda’. This was very tricky for us to find on our bikes, as we
would constantly end up at dead end narrow streets or taking wrong turns.
Eventually we had arrived welcomed by the sight of countless stone steps that
stated that there were 500 steps to climb. Therefore, after a lot of cycling
today, we decided to climb up and my god, they were steep.</span></div>
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first section of steps was very pretty with orange Japanese lanterns spread
equally up the stairway. What was even more beautiful was the fact the leaves
in the area were a vibrant orange too which looked like a perfect Japanese
autumn scene. Continuing up the stairs, we couldn’t believe the sight of the
next section of steps; it looked as though it was leading us to heaven.</span></div>
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this point, we were wondering where everybody was considering this was a very
popular destination. 5-minutes went by until we could see the pagoda and it was
a thing of true beauty with its red and white painted central sections and five
green Japanese rooftops in between. I was looking forward to stand at the
famous spot that had the view of Mt. Fuji in the background. Unfortunately for
us, Mt. Fuji was literally covered by huge clouds rolling in by the time we
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didn’t bother us though as we wanted to sit down and become mesmerised by the
view. There were only a handful of people at the top with us, which was perfect
to provide me the peace I sought. To think all this year and beyond, I had been
seeing images of this landmark and even Mt. Fuji itself on computers and TV
documentaries. Now I was sitting at that spot so many miles from home thinking
this was another special moment with a hint of disbelief but peace in my heart
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good things came to an end though as we made our way back down the stairs
counting them this time. We also noticed a sign warning us about monkeys and
wild pigs in the area but we couldn’t see anything in sight. We eventually made
it to the bottom with Craig counting only 477 steps instead of the 500 steps
claimed. We took the short bike ride back to the hostel as we needed to rest
from all the cycling today. It felt great entering the hostel and resting in
the lounge area and soon after, Ross came in from his day out and joined us
later for a good conversation about what we all did today.</span></div>
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had a good laugh too and then it was time for something to eat; Ross
recommended a sushi restaurant called ‘Kappa Sushi’ and so we all headed out
together. This would be my first real sushi experience both food wise and
Kaiten sushi (conveyor belt). This was definitely going to be interesting and
what was unique about this place was the fact that along with the conveyor
belt, a miniature shinkansen bullet train brought ordered food to you. This was
the main reason we were going to this place so we took our leave in the
darkness of night. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the housing estates, we went hoping we were going the right way but as we got
up to the top of the road, there it was shining in the night drawing us in like
a moth to a moon. We entered and couldn’t get over how busy but sufficient it
was; plus the fact we were definitely the odd ones out with the expected stares
of curiosity thrown our way. We waited to be placed at our sitting area in
which a waitress was clearing the area from the piles of small colourful
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eventually sat down and I could see happiness in Craig’s face at the sight and
thought of this place. It was brilliant for us all as we began to browse the
oncoming plates of sushi. Some were peculiar whereas some look appetising; I
stuck more with the appetising ones and I loved them all with disbelief at how
fresh the fish and rice were. Most of the sushi came with a hint of hot wasabi
sauce that I would often twist my face at too. It was very nice to watch the
conveyor belt bring varieties of food out but it was better sharing this
experience with Craig and Ross who were both enjoying what they had. We also
used the screens above us to select a dish that wasn’t on the belt and that was
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the patterns on the plate as a price. We eventually took our leave walking back
through the quiet housing estates to the hostel that didn’t seem to take long
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sat in the lobby talking and laughing about our dialects once more. It was late
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sleep as I lay in silence thinking of the wondrous sights Craig and I witnessed
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Fujiyoshida, Yamanashi Prefecture, Japan35.4874967 138.807854135.280534700000004 138.4851306 35.6944587 139.13057759999998tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-72213571392646796322018-04-08T11:46:00.000+01:002018-04-08T11:46:40.950+01:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 14<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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an absolute dreadful morning this was for me. The rain was relentless all night
and my tent couldn’t cope with it anymore as water would begin to drip into the
tent more so than before. The bad news was that it was only 6am but I had no
other choice but to evacuate my tent and pack everything up quickly to avoid
important items being damaged. I thought I was the only one suffering but
funnily enough, as soon as I exited my tent, so was Craig doing exactly the
same thing as me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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rushed down with our rucksacks to the BBQ shelter that was close to us and what
a relief it was to be sheltered from the rain, luckily with nothing damaged. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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spent a while repacking our bags especially me as I was intending on leaving my
camping gear behind leaving more room in my rucksack. I couldn’t believe how
much lighter my rucksack was once all the camping gear was out of it but Craig
couldn’t do the same as his gear was borrowed. Instead of leaving my tent
erect, I decided to dismantle it as quickly as I could and pack everything up
the way I originally had it and leaving it at the BBQ shelter. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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everything finally present and accounted for, we took our leave-saying farewell
to Hirayu camping ground; for only a brief moment, it would provide fond and
harsh memories. The wet walk to the bus terminal was long and hard as it was
still pouring with rain. To keep warm we would often walk through the steam
billowing out the vents from the hot springs that was beautiful but short
lived. It felt great to get shelter from the bus terminal and retrieve our bus
tickets back to Takayama. We waited for a while watching a man sweeping the
water down the drains thinking that he was going to be there for a while trying
to clear all the water away. It was only a short amount of time before the
coach arrived and soon realised it was full of people on board.</span></div>
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hour’s drive was ahead of us but steam covered the windows to provide us a view
from the outside world. We eventually arrived to a wet Takayama ready for the
next leg of our journey. We were heading to our next landmark of beautiful
Japan at a place called Fujiyoshida, so we headed straight for the train
station. Our plan was to head to Nagoya which was south of our location to
board other trains to get to our final destination. However, when we were just
about to go through the checkpoint, we realised they weren’t ready to board for
another hour at least. We had no food yet because of the evacuation in the
morning so we decided to a walk around Takayama looking for places to eat. The
next 40 minutes were in vain for us, as we seemed to be wandering around
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to the train station, we went hoping they were ready which of course they
weren’t. We ended up grabbing a few snacks for the journey then sat nearby the
checkpoints ready for the doors to open. Another 20 tireless minutes went by
until finally people were called through. We were both rushing slightly to the
platform resulting in us being at the front of the queue for the train to
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of which, the train had arrived and we were on the front carriage; I was happy
because this train had full view of the front of the train. We were determined
to get right at the front seats and so with everyone clambering on, we did.
What a fantastic feeling it was as we could see the tracks in front of us
including the sight of the driver too. It definitely brought out the 10 year
old boys in us both once the train began to move; we were smiling pretending we
were driving the train. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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views were breathtaking too cutting through valleys, hills and forests along
the tracks. My favourite parts were the bridges and tunnels as this was
something new to us both and exiting the tunnels with the low clouds was truly
amazing to me. We sat there eating our snacks as though it was a home movie. Watching
the actual driver perform his cabin procedures pointing ahead then checking his
list, speed and signals was very interesting to see.</span></div>
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went on for the next two hours but as Craig decided to fall asleep, he missed
something quite special. On a straight bit of track, I noticed something on the
tracks; the driver was honking his horn and as we drew closer, Japanese
macaques scurried their way from the tracks and looked as though they were
shouting at the train that I found funny. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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very long time passed until the city life returned to our sights that looked
very weird to us both. As we stopped at the station before Nagoya, we prepared
ourselves with our rucksacks. The train began to move only this time, we were
going backwards and it was even weirder watching the city shrink in front of us
and the tracks moving away from us. It was short lived though as we finally
pulled up at Nagoya station.</span></div>
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the train we went heading immediately to the Shinkansen area where we would
board a train bound for Tokyo except we were getting off the train far sooner
than that. We were heading for a place called Shin-Fuji and because we were
shinkansen Jedi now, we figured out what platform we needed to be at. 10
minutes went by until the monstrous but elegant bullet train pulled into the
station. We soon entered the train and took our seats for the smooth and fast
journey across Japan. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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we left the city area, I received a most brilliant view of the Japanese Alps
and foothills far to the north along with a low cloud brushing against the
trees. What was even more fascinating was a great shot of a rainbow flowing
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very long while of gliding across the tracks brought us to our designated
station; Shin-Fuji. Once again, we stepped off looking for information
regarding transportation to our final destination of Fujiyoshida. It looked quite
tough to get to by the map and worse yet, we had to walk to another train
station one mile or so away. Therefore, we took the walk outside expecting
beauty with Mt Fuji at its centre. However, we witness a beautiful sight of
industrial factories billowing smoke out.</span></div>
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we were heading in the right direction, we took the walk and then we came
across signs pointing to the station, which was a relief. Suddenly, a young man
approached us realising we needed a bit of help. We accepted his kindness and
so, he took us along the main road not at all sure if he was actually taking us
to the station or taking us to Mt Fuji itself. He then suddenly ran off ahead
of us with me unsure what his intentions were. Craig informed me that he was
getting his car thinking where he was taking us. He was actually planning to
take us to the train station due to the fact it was still quite a long way away
for us to walk with our rucksacks. We rushed in his car and drove off only for
a few minutes until he pulled up outside the station. What a humble person he
was and kind enough to offer us a lift so we thanked him just before he drove
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at Fuji station, our next goal was figuring out how to get to Fujisan station
from here. Straight to information, we went in the hope for some good answers.
Luckily, there were some trains heading in that direction. However, we would
need to board two more JR trains and then a private train to get there. So, off
we went to the designated platform and straight onto the train for Numazu
station. It seemed like a very long time ago since we were on those busy trains
again amongst passengers staring into their phones. The train was also rattling
like mad and it sounded as though the wheels were coming off. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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short journey brought us to the station already rushing to get to the next
train for Gotemba station. The platform was completely full of workers and
school kids returning home at a dark evening. At this point on the journey, it
began to rain just slightly but nothing compared to this morning. We decided to
skip that train as it looked as though there was no way of getting on without
knocking someone out with our rucksacks. We had to wait for another 30 minutes
at the quiet station until it was time to board. I think by this point we were
growing tired of riding trains all day but this wouldn’t dampen our spirits. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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30 minutes went by rocking away on the train finally arriving at Gotemba. Craig
was getting tired at this point with his heavy rucksack so we made our way quickly
to the information desk to find out what train we needed next. Unfortunately,
we received the wrong information at Fuji station about the private train to
Fujiyoshida. Instead, we had to board a bus that we sarcastically thought was
fabulous. More bad news came when we caught sight of a closed ticket office as
well as a bus route and information not helping us one bit. We had to ask a bus
driver for any help when he pulled into the station who was very kind to help
us after his long shift of driving. He informed us that our bus would arrive in
25 minutes time so we spent the time in Subway across the road finding a small
bit of peace and relaxation from a difficult situation.</span></div>
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was short lived though as we had to be back at the station. We didn’t have to
wait long for the bus to arrive and like always, we were the only foreigners on
board but thankfully it would take us to Fujiyoshida. We finally sat down not
at all sure how long it would take to get there or how much it would cost us.
In the pitch black, we rode along the Japanese roads and at times feeling as
though we were riding up Mt Fuji with tight turns and steep inclines. It was
quite nerving not knowing how far we had to be but after an hour or so of long
tireless driving, we finally pulled up to Fujisan station with relief now in
our hearts. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was dead silent when the bus pulled away but our next goal was getting to our
hostel called Fujisan YOU. We had no choice but to ring the hostel manager
called Marino to help us out as it was close to the check in time expiry. With
luck, she answered the phone and was very happy to help us out and meet us at
the station. We couldn’t believe we were finally here after the treacherous day
we had getting here and all we really cared about was a bed to sleep in. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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small time passed until she approached us and welcomed us to the hostel as
though we were returning home. We walked into a spacious area full of Fuji
posters and pictures and I soon realised this was my first time in a hostel
type accommodation and I was looking forward to this experience. There was
another guest sitting in the lounge area who was from Oxford named Ross. We all
greeted each other as Craig and I headed to the shared dorm. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a fantastic room we walked into as it was a classic bedroom dorm with three
bunk beds and cosy pillows and duvets. The smell of pinewood lingered in the
air from the bed frames and I couldn’t wait to fall asleep on the top bunk.
After acquainting ourselves with the room preparing our beds, Craig headed into
the lounge area speaking to Ross where as I headed straight to the toilet.
However, this was not like any other toilet, I had witnessed the most
futuristic toilet during my time in Japan. As soon as I walked in the room, the
lid lifted open automatically and then a light show began with a type of water
feature. It was truly a magical moment especially for me.</span></div>
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I joined Craig and Ross in the lounge area already joining in on the
conversation. We all spoke about our individual travels, where and when we started
and it was surprising to know that this was Ross’s first trip travelling by
himself which was pretty impressive given the fact I started mine 2 years ago
on a coach trip. Ross seemed like a great person to talk to causing the
conversations to last for the next 2 hours despite our tiredness.</span></div>
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the better of us both so, it was time for bed realising we had been travelling
across Japan for 13 hours to arrive here. As soon as we all entered our dorm,
and settled down, I wished everyone ‘Itadakimas’ that was my favourite word to
use in any situation; its meaning, ‘enjoy your dinner’. How cosy it was when I
sank into a nice bed with a heavy duvet cuddling into me. It was very different
from last night’s sleeping arrangements but still thoroughly enjoyed my time in
Hirayu. Now it was time to think of sleep wondering what tomorrow would bring.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Fujiyoshida, Yamanashi Prefecture, Japan35.4874967 138.807854135.280534700000004 138.4851306 35.6944587 139.13057759999998tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-87396841673244644932018-04-07T10:28:00.000+01:002018-04-07T10:28:14.579+01:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 13<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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16<sup>th</sup> October 2016<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
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hopefulness of a pleasant night backfired quite a lot due to the fact I was
awake through the night 5 times due to the fact I was freezing cold in my tent.
It was clear to me that I didn’t have enough layers of clothing on so it was a
lesson learnt. What a great relief it was watching the sunrise gleam through
the trees. I eventually changed in my small tent at around 8:30am feeling quite
cranky but still loving the fact I was camping in the woods with my cousin.
Speaking of which, he was still fast asleep in his tent. With no sign of him
waking up anytime soon, I decided to take a wander around the woodland area. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I took a walk to the large river nearby and across the small red suspension
bridge overlooking the peaceful land around me. Once that was done, I headed
back into the dense forest where I encountered a most deadly squirrel but
somehow managed to survive its cuteness. By 9am, I headed back to camp to see
if there was any sign of life from Craig, there wasn’t. Therefore, I took
another wander to the nearby hill area either walking or running up a narrow
dirt track carved in the hill deep in the forest. It was truly phenomenal enjoying
the peace and beauty of the land by myself, until far up the hill, I
encountered a young man with his rucksack. It looked as though he spent the
night up the hill without the campsite knowing. Not knowing if he spoke English,
a slight nod was all I needed for him to acknowledge me.</span></div>
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on up the hill, I came to the end of the route as I was welcomed by a very old
and big tree surrounded by rope and benches. To be honest, it looked very
inviting to climb upon so that is what I did. I easily made it up a quarter of
the tree to witness fantastic mountains in the distance. I did wonder though
why rope barriers surrounded it. I could have been climbing on the sacred peace
tree of heavenly wisdom. I checked the time realising I had been away from camp
for a while now so unfortunately, I had to leave the fun behind and make my way
back down. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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this time I took a different steeper route down as I skipped down each step and
hole. I realised the route was taking me nearer to the main site house and as I
looked down towards it, I could see Craig walking away from it and he was quite
startled to see me skipping down the hill. He looked as though he had just
woken up and I was right in thinking that. We both returned to the tents with
me explaining what I did for the past 2 hours and he couldn’t believe I did
that while he was sleeping. We grabbed all our essentials for our planned trip
to a place called ‘Shinotaka ropeway’.</span></div>
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everything set, we made our way to the bus terminal down the road. With ease,
we purchased our tickets and waited for the coach by heading into the shop to
grab some breakfast and snacks for the journey. We only had to wait for
30-minutes until the bus arrived. Once we climbed aboard it seemed to look like
a bus for the elderly with fancy white doilies on each seat. The bus was very
quiet too which was a surprise given the fact the ropeway was a very popular
area to visit. The journey of course provided us with great views all around us
to enjoy for the next 45 minutes until we arrived at the bottom station of the
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were excited to get going even if the whole place smelt of sulphur from the hot
springs. It was quite a big price to pay in order to reach the top and down
again but you only live once. We then realised it was going to take two cable
cars to get to the top so we made our way into the queue for the first one. For
a while, we stood waiting until the cable car slowly came down to us. This was
a unique type of cable car as it was a white double decker and we couldn’t wait
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clambered on like a tin of sardines just like the trains of Tokyo and then we
began to move up. The views were astonishing the higher we went above the tree
line upon the hills. It was quite a surprisingly short ride to the mid-section
but as soon as we exited the cable car, we wasted no time reaching the next
station that would take us to the top. The area in between the first and second
station looked quite beautiful with a few people in the area too. We only had
to queue up for a short amount of time for this cable car and because we were
at the front, we could quickly get to the seats right at the front windows of
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later with the cable car filled up, we began our ascent to the 2,156 metre
height. The views were as expected, spectacular the higher we climbed and it
was a true thrill hanging over a deadly drop. Moments later, the end was in
sight as we slowed right down at the sight of the top station with dozens of
people looking from the metal platform above. We were guided like cattle
towards the metal platform above the station by signs and the flow of people
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soon as we felt the air at our faces, we were struck with astonishment at the
180-degree view of Japanese Alps and autumn valleys, clear blue sky and a
surprisingly warm temperature of 7 degrees. It was funny as most people were
wrapped up because of the called where as Craig and I had our t-shirts on. We
spent a very long time at the top admiring each detail of this magnificent
Japanese land before making our way back to the cable car for the mid-section.</span></div>
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was quite enjoyable descending as much as the ascent but it sharp ended when we
came out. The middle area was busier than before but to me, it was great
watching on at the vibe of the area as people were enjoying the blazing sun and
for a good reason. The place was full because there was a small café,
restaurant, shop, food stalls and a small onsen channel for feet. We had a good
browse around the area but only came out with a beautiful ice cream each. I
really wanted to place my feet in the onsen channel so I headed over as Craig
sat at a nearby table enjoying his ice cream.</span></div>
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went my shoes and socks and as soon as I plunged my feet into the water, I was
blessed with the feeling of warmth and comfort. I could have sat there all day
and Craig noticed this as he soon joined me; he loved the whole experience too.
We sat talking, laughing and sometimes staying quiet enjoying the peace.</span></div>
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could also hear music coming from speakers spread out across the area; we soon
realised it came from a man who astonishingly had 13 keyboards to play by
himself. He was called ‘Izanagi’ and it amazed us all at the fact he played
such breathtaking music with 13 keyboards. It truly sounded therapeutic given
the area we were in too.</span></div>
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our feet wrinkled by the water, it was time to get out and air-dry our feet
that was a wonder of its own sitting in the sun. With our shoes back on, we
headed away from the onsen walking further down the pathway witnessing yet
another precious sight of the Japanese Alps to the west. A short walk brought
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made the most of the descent down as this was the last we would experience
these beautiful Alps in this area. It was over when we stepped off the cable
car and out of the station where we awaited pick up from our bus. We sat for a
long time waiting for the bus, so long that the flies in the area began to
pester us a lot, plus the fact the cold air would begin to linger. 50-minutes
went by until finally the bus arrived as we climbed aboard straight away. The
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while went by until we pulled up at the bus terminal making our way around the
shops collecting snacks and presents. Once we got our snacks, we decided to try
the eggs that were boiling in the hot spring water outside the shop. It tasted
delicious even though it wasn’t thoroughly boiled. With everything collected,
we headed back to camp hoping all our belongings were still there which of
course they were. Due to our frozen night, we decided to head to the site house
and buy everything we needed to keep warm. We came out with firelighters and
kindling and we were eager to get back and begin our night of creating fire. We
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was hard as there was hardly any dry wood. Tissue and paper were placed and so
we began the long effort of fire making. Times the flame would die out but we
didn’t give up, which was great as the wood began to burn efficiently. Adding
more sticks and blowing gently at the fire slowly built the flames up but still
it wasn’t enough to keep going. It didn’t help the situation when the smoke
would billow in our eyes stinging them. We decided to head down to the site
house to grab a few packs of kindling. It worked and the flames began to roar
with orange beauty on a cold evening. It was true when people stated that a
sight of fire boosted morale when camping. It was truly a great feeling
standing around the fire eating our food whilst adding a few sticks and wood
now and again. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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cliché as it sounded, it was a great time to reflect on our trip so far and
wondering what was still to come. We really enjoyed watching the orange glow of
embers burning bright at the base constantly feeling the heat. We spent a very
long time laughing and talking the night away too but times we would sit in
silence. The fire must have attracting some creatures of the night as now and
again, we could hear quite a bit of rustling in the bushes that were
surrounding us not at all sure what it was. Whatever it was, it was too scared
to come any closer to the fire that now looked like a small portal to hell
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passed until we realised it was getting quite late and then unfortunately, we
felt drips on our faces; rain. We placed the last of the kindling on the fire
and made our way to the tents hoping for a better night’s sleep even though the
rain would make it quite difficult. To be honest it was very nice to be warm,
smelling of smoke and dry in my tent hoping it would be like that in the
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wasn’t a surprise to me at the fact I woke up cranky and uncomfortable from a
so-called night’s sleep on a small couch. Craig was awake too looking quite
uncomfortable from his couch but optimism drove us forward as we were leaving Kanazawa’s
suburban life for the beautiful countryside buried within the Japanese Alps.
What was great was that Garu offered a lift for us to get to the train station
so we did not hesitate with his generosity. At 7:30am, we left Garu’s apartment
one last time with our heavy rucksacks hauled into the back of the car
including myself. We set off for the train station with Craig and Garu trying
to talk to each other through the streets of Kanazawa. It was nice to be driven
around again but it would be short lived, we soon pulled up outside the station
raring to get inside. We thanked Garu for everything as well as saying farewell
to him as we watched him drive off to work. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the heavy rucksacks on our shoulders, we slowly walked into the station and straight
to the JR lines looking for a way to get to our final destination; Takayama. After
a small moment of studying maps and routes, we realised we could use the
shinkansen bullet train to head to a place called Toyama where we could connect
to another train bound for Takayama. We wasted no time in getting to the right
platform, yet we did have time to buy cookies for the journey to the Alps. The
train was not due to leave for another 20 minutes so, we decided to have a
quick walk to witness the train realising how jet like it looked. We also had a
quick glance of the famous gran class but we could not see any elderly women
lining up to get on. We took the long walk back to the non-reserved carriages
immediately climbing aboard and taking our seats for quite a short journey;
when I say short journey on a bullet train, it was still going to be miles of
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were slowly pushed back in our seats waving goodbye to Kanazawa heading for
Toyama. Time went on as we ate our cookies enjoying the country views along the
way before the call came out for Toyama. Without wasting time, we headed for
the necessary platform for our connecting train. We were kind of walking
blindly to the platform, as we couldn’t make out the specific location. We
tried to get information from train drivers and station guards but all were
providing different locations. It took a while until we finally figured out
where the platform was but luckily, we had another 30 minutes to use up before
it arrived. We tried to conserve our energy so instead of walking anymore, we
sat at the quiet platform in peace enjoying the sounds of distant trains
leaving there platforms, Japanese chimes and announcements across the whole
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peace would be broken when our train elegantly arrived at the station as we
clambered aboard immediately heading for Takayama. In an instant of leaving the
train station, the scenery was phenomenal with the sight of Japanese Alps everywhere
we looked. It was a hell of a lot more greenery and with the sun now beaming
out, it provided us with the heat we thoroughly needed. Studying the route we
were taking, we soon realised this was going to be a long journey on a slow
train but my god the scenery was heavenly to lack care in how fast we were
going. This was definitely my type of area with tree-covered hillsides, mountains,
fast flowing green rivers and autumn colours glistening across the land with
small valley openings; I genuinely couldn’t keep my eyes away from the window
and Craig felt the same too as he would claim that ‘it’s alreet this like’.
This was immediately marked down as one of the greatest views I had ever seen
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sound of the wheels clunking at the tracks was very therapeutic as well as the
slight swaying of the train. We encountered countless tunnels but exiting each
one was quite thrilling to say the least as more breathtaking views of nature
graced us both. Time went on as we passed a few stations enjoying life until we
finally arrived in Takayama. Off the train, we went with our rucksacks looking
for the station stamp and necessary information for camping in the Japanese
Alps. Originally, we were planning to find a discreet forest area in Takayama
to make a temporary camp but what was great was that a coach trip away was a
great camping area at a place called ‘Hirayu’ deep in the Japanese Alps.</span></div>
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did not hesitate and headed outside to the coach station to pay for our fare.
We still had plenty of time to use before getting on the coach so, we decided
to take a quick tour around Takayama hopefully to grab some food along the way.
It wasn’t long before we stumbled across a small bakery which seemed to be a
god send to us as we couldn’t get enough of them. It took a while before we
came back out again filled with sweet bakes already wolfing them down like
hyenas. Back to the bus station, we went and what was great was we were first
in the line. 20 minutes went by and the queue was building up right behind us
but finally, the large coach arrived right at our feet. Confirming that this
was the right coach, we soon hopped onboard straight at the front seats. With
everyone aboard, we set off for another small adventure to Hirayu. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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expected, the scenery was incredible with the same scenario as the train
journey of autumn coloured trees. This was a 15-mile drive so we had many views
to store into our memories. A while later, the call came out saying that we
were approaching Hirayu and so we readied ourselves to get off. After retrieving
our bags from the hold, the coach left and I soon realised I had left my
sunglasses onboard. I was angry with myself but it wasn’t the end of the world.
A heavenly view was right in front of us both, autumn trees surrounding us on
the hills with a huge mountain dead centre. With the fresh Japanese air in our
lungs, we took the walk across the road to where we thought the campsite would
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were heading in the right direction as we stumbled on the main site house for
the camping ground. We entered thinking we would have to pre book a plot but it
was as easy as renting a bike at Kanazawa. What was fantastic for us was all it
cost for 2 nights pitch was equivalent to £8. With everything sorted, we were both
told to pitch our tents at any numbered area up the nearby hill so we took a
walk with great smiles on our faces. With an area picked out, we got down to
work building our temporary homes. Although it wasn’t a race, I managed to
complete my tent already setting my bedding by the time Craig finished his. We
were enjoying the thrill of camping and then it hit home to me that I was
camping with my cousin in the Japanese Alps; this was truly a special moment
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everything was sorted, we left the campsite heading for Hirayu village that was
only 5 minutes down the road. Constantly, we would gaze upon the magnificence
of what nature provided us. We also noticed that it was becoming that bit
colder but not too much to bother us. The first place we came across was a
place called Hirayu no-mori that was an onsen spa. With all the time in the
world now, we entered inside as curiosity got the better of us both but once
again, we had to take our shoes off as we were on the beautiful tatami mats. We
soon realised that it was a private spa area the deeper we walked in to the
place so we didn’t spend a great deal of time there. We did notice at the
entrance was a type of onsen where people could place their feet inside.
Instead, I stuck my hand in to feel the temperature and I couldn’t believe how
hot it was. The other thing I noticed was the strong egg type smell lingering
in the air. We soon realised this was produced by the sulphur from the
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continued down towards the bus terminal that was home to more than just drivers
and tickets. It housed a shop, restaurant and indoor onsen at the top floor. We
walked into the busy area browsing around, picking out things to buy later as
we headed into the restaurant. Like Kyoto, we had to order our food with a self
service machine but we became master Jedi at this point as we soon awaited our
food to be ready. Pork cutlets, egg and rice was on the dish today and we
thoroughly enjoyed every bite. With everything eaten, we browsed around the
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left the bus terminal now taking a small walk into the tiny village where we
came upon another small novelty shop but what was better was the onsen water
feature. Inside one section was 2 bowlfuls of eggs that were being boiled by
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not much more to see at the small village, we headed back to camp and along the
way we came across a unique dog that looked very beautiful indeed and became
quite friendly to me. The cold air was hitting us now resulting in my hands and
nose feeling like blocks of ice. It was great to be back at our tents
immediately putting all our thermal clothes on feeling the warmth already.</span></div>
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quickly fading away, the insects were becoming relentless so we both headed
into our separate tents, even the spiders were trying to get into my tent; no
chance of that happening. We spent the rest of the evening inside our tents
with head torches on, as we laughed the night away and joking on. As I was
safely in my tent, I could hear Craig outside trying to create fire with great
difficulty. So instead, he returned to his tent where a slight bit of peace
fell across the land as I read my book, ate my snacks and hearing the river
nearby. It was truly nice to sit and relax but really, I was hoping for a
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14<sup>th</sup> October 2016<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
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early rise was on the cards for me as I woke up at 7:30am from my sleeping bag.
I decided to try out the coffee machine and have an espresso; what a big
mistake it was as it was too overpowering when I eventually figured out how to
use it. Craig managed it a lot better than me however; another appliance we
wanted to make use of was the washing machine. It was easy enough throwing in
our dirty clothing but what proved the most challenging was the fact there was
no English writing of course on the buttons, only Kanji. Challenge accepted I
thought as I tried to make sense of which buttons to press. Somehow, the
machine started so we grabbed our essentials and made our way out for the
wonderful day ahead hoping that when we come back in the evening, we hadn’t
flooded the whole apartment. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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first port of call was the bus stop nearby as we needed to head back to
Kanazawa station. What was great was that we only had to wait 10 minutes before
the bus pulled up. On the bus, we went looking like a couple of strangers to
the locals. I was slightly confused with the prices of the bus journey as it
looked like a different price from the last journey but I read the on board
display wrong and suddenly realised how sufficient the system was. The ticket
had a specific number on the bus stop we got on at so as I looked at the board
with our number on it the price would increase at each stop we passed. A short
time had passed until we caught sight of the recognisable Kanazawa station. We
walked to the other side of the station and immediately caught sight of a
wonderful wooden sculpture of a Japanese arch shining bright from the morning
sun. We were also welcomed by yet more grand skyscrapers surrounding us. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were looking for the Machi-Nori bike rental shop that was easy to find thanks
to Craig’s offline map. It was only a 5-minute walk so we blended with the
people of Kanazawa enjoying our surroundings. We eventually arrived at the
doorway that hid pretty well but we were relieved once we entered renting some
bikes out for ourselves. The process was very straightforward and we soon had
our unique bikes for the whole day at a very cheap price too. With our
eagerness to race through the streets increasing, we set away for our first
port of call, the famous ‘Higashi Chaya’ district. This was the location of a
very old geisha area and we couldn’t wait to be amongst it; or could we?</span></div>
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were really enjoying our time on the bikes racing through the streets bound for
the geisha district until we caught sight of a most precious café called ‘La
Palette’. It was hiding very well realising that everything good in Kanazawa
was hiding well; we felt as though we needed to prove that we deserved these
great finds. As soon as we walked in, the staff became very shy at our presence
but they would still serve us nonetheless. As soon as we caught sight of the
display of small cakes, we were speechless with the perfection of each
individual one. It was hard for us to choose due to the fact we didn’t want to
destroy the work that was put into them; our stomachs bested us though so we
reluctantly picked a cake and sat down in peace staring at our creative cakes.</span></div>
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couldn’t resist over time and so we began diving in but because the cake was so
small, it was completely demolished in a matter of seconds. Time went on as we
left this wonderful place heading for the geisha district hoping there wasn’t
another pretty cake shop along the way. Luckily, there wasn’t and we soon came
upon the ever growing crowd of people making their way into the heart of the
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took us a while to find a parking area to put the bikes but once we did, we
managed to take a small amount of time to admire the beautiful Asano River with
the sun gently glistening against the flow of the water. We immediately fell in
love with the place as once more, we walked into the past gazing upon the old
wooden Japanese buildings within maze like alleyways. We were heading to a
nearby temple high up a bank which we would grab a great view of Kanazawa
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was the steepest bank I had ever seen but once we arrived at the top, we were both
welcomed by a beautiful walkway full of small Japanese sculptures leading us to
a well-hidden temple area. However, we were focused on the breathtaking view in
front of us. We had the most beautiful sight of mountains and countryside to
our left and then to the right was the in depth city life of Kanazawa with the
sound of cars riding the streets below.</span></div>
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was nice to have that moment of peace but now it was time to leave the geisha
district heading for our next destination. We were heading for a market place
known as Omi-cho and once again, we loved the freedom of cycling through the
streets. The market was at the opposite side of the central area so it took
quite a while to weave through the ever-growing crowds of people. Finally, we
pulled up to the indoor market feeling happy to find the right place. There
were quite a few entrances inside the bustling market and as per usual, we were
the outsiders when we entered the market. The whole place was vibrant, so full
of life or death if you were a fish. The smell of fresh fish lingered in the
air as well as the pure colours of different fruit and vegetables across the
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wonderful sight that we witnessed was an ice cream stall but what was unique
about it was the fact the ice cream had edible gold around it. Of course I had
to have it; the golden ice cream which looked like a god send. I had to pay
extra for this one though but it was worth it.</span></div>
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we took our leave for a most awaited trip to ‘Nomura Samurai’ house. Somehow,
along the way, we managed to stumble across the old merchant house nearby so we
decided to take a short visit to this wondrous place. It was a beautifully
designed old style house with the most picturesque little garden. What was
great for us both was that we received yet another stamp for our collection. On
the bikes we went again trying to find the elusive Samurai house which yet
again was proven difficult to find and felt as though we needed to deserve it;
it also didn’t help that Craig’s offline map was not working correctly.</span></div>
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we stumbled upon the samurai house eager to get in and explore. The first thing
we had to do was take our shoes off so we could walk inside and onto the tatami
mats. Craig and I immediately became amazed by the sight of a samurai armour
encased in a glass cabinet at the entrance too but what came next I found truly
special. It was the Japanese garden hidden well at the back of the house and
truly looked like a Japanese setting with Japanese plants, sculptures, water
features, pools and of course the wonderful coy carp gently flowing through the
water with not a care in the world. The trouble was too many people enjoying
the same peaceful setting that spoilt the tranquillity of the place. We had
soon left satisfied with what we had seen already planning our next trip to
Oyama Jinja Shrine and gardens.</span></div>
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took quite a cycle to get to it but the sun was out, the air was flowing in our
faces and we didn’t care how long it took to get there. Time went on dodging
people and cars until we pulled up outside the shrine ready to begin more
exploring. Through the main gateway, we had arrived to a most breathtaking area
we came across. A large area of Japanese beauty was all around us from temples
and shrines to peaceful gravelled walkways, gardens and pools with yet more coy
carp in the area. We spent more of our time at the pool area that had thin
wooden walkways to use to get to the smaller pool areas.</span></div>
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was eventually time to leave this wonderful place focusing now on something
quick to eat. We settled for a trip to Subway somehow managing to order our
sandwiches without any confusing whatsoever. On the bikes we went hitting the
pathways for our next location. We were heading for the ‘Nishi Chaya’ district
with its vast amount of small temples. This was another district that housed
the geishas of Japan and as soon as we arrived, it wasn’t the traditional
styled wooden buildings and architecture that won us over it was the people.</span></div>
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district with some people taking advantage of this glorious day by drawing a
portrait of the area and selling there good work. We spent a long while in this
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in other words, this was known as the ninja temple. Of course, we had to visit
a ninja temple in Japan and so with a short cycle ahead of us, we soon arrived.
Unfortunately, we could not gain access to the temple due to the fact there was
a ceremony happening and we were classed as outsiders. We did manage to have a
look around the small grounds admiring the beautifully designed Japanese paper
lanterns. We were running out of time too because we had to return for the last
bus back to the apartment so we pedalled our way towards the bike rental shop.</span></div>
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trouble was that Craig’s offline map was confusing us once more so we tried to
grab our bearings using the distant skyscrapers as our pinpoints. We seemed to
be heading in the right direction but one last temple caught our eye. It wasn’t
hard to miss either as this was the grandest temple we had come across in
Kanazawa. It was the ‘Higashi Betsuin’ temple and there was nobody around the
area too. It seemed as though we had the whole place to ourselves and we
thought why not.</span></div>
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gravelled ground proved difficult for us to approach like ninjas. Into the
temple we went without a soul to be seen and without fail, we were impressed by
the grand alter area decorated with beautiful gold and Buddha statues blessed
the area. We enjoyed the softness of the tatami mats as we walked around taking
in every detail of the place but as stated before, we were running out of time.
Our last cycle in Kanazawa had come to a glorious end as we returned them to
the rental shop giving positive feedback about them to the staff.</span></div>
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straight for the bus stand. As we waited with the other locals lining up for
the bus, one of them tried to talk with us but I was relying on Craig’s
knowledge to get through the conversation. I found it great that the locals
wanted to come up to us and try to speak our language as best as they could. The
52 bus had finally arrived on time with us boarding in a sophisticated manner
for the 15-minute drive. Time went on as we eventually stepped off the bus
heading for the apartment where we would relax and laugh for the next hour or
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we were done of relaxing, we headed back out to Aeon town shopping area. Once
again, it was pitch black so we headed towards the glow of shops ahead of us.
As we liked the Italian restaurant from the previous night, we decided to head
to it once more ordering steak this time as we were men and we liked meat. With
everything eaten and drank, we headed out noticing a building across the road
with a huge logo on the side saying ‘SEGA’. Curiosity got the better of me so
we headed towards it soon realising what we were about to walk into. A huge
amusement arcade it was full of bright colourful lights and noises that Craig
was not enjoying very well.</span></div>
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soon as we walked in, we were already laughing with what prizes were in store
from the claw grabbing machines. Any other machine would have cuddly toys,
large or small to win but here it was sausages, cereal, biscuits or crisps. I
actually imagined a husbands wife asking him to go to the shop and buy some
sausages for her but him saying ‘I will do better darling, I will win you
some’. The amount of money it would have taken to win a pack of sausages would
have paid for a boxful of them and so to save our money we left the area as the
noise was getting too much for Craig. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a quick trip to the supermarket to grab Craig’s favoured bread and jam, we
finally returned to the apartment for the night where we feasted on some
glorious jam and bread. We were in hysterics too with Craig’s style of
comprehensive reviews. I have always explained experiences in detail but all
Craig had to say was ‘its alreet’ (it is great). As this was our last day in Kanazawa,
we packed our bags ready for tomorrow’s departure from this great place. With
everything packed including my sleeping bag and mat, I had to endure only one
night on the uncomfortable couch. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the next day anyway so it didn’t really matter if I had a broken back or stiff
neck. I lay back thinking how much we both accomplished today seeing as much as
we could. What we found great; or alreet as Craig would say was that we had to
stumble on some of the wonderful places we had seen to deserve them. Rest
assured I felt as though we deserved them and we were ready for more
discoveries across this breathtaking land of Japan.</span><br />
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early rise was on the horizon for us as we woke up at 6am for the long journey
to Kanazawa. Usually it would only be one short trip on the JR line north but
we decided that we wanted to take the scenic route around making the day of it
hoping to avoid the rush hour. Our plan was to ride the shinkansen from Kyoto
to Tokyo; then a second shinkansen from Tokyo to Kanazawa. This would also
result in us exploring more of Japans countryside knowing it would provide us
with fantastic scenery whether that would be countryside or city life. We
triple checked everything before we bid farewell to Arlene thanking her for her
brilliant hospitality and accommodation and then finally we left the apartment
with the sight of Arlene waving us off as we disappeared around the corner. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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immediately headed for the bus stop waiting for bus 206 back to Kyoto train
station. At this point, we were already missing our bikes stating that we would
have already been at the station if we used them. Anyway, we didn’t have to
wait long as the bus slowly pulled up with us climbing aboard and joining the
locals who were constantly staring at us. It didn’t bother us due to the fact
that we were too busy laughing at the fact the bus driver sounded as though he
just woke up or he was falling asleep at the wheel when he was muttering the
bus stop names. Eventually, the sleepy driver delivered us to Kyoto train
station so we made our way straight for the shinkansen area. We did grab a few
snacks for the 2hr 45 minute trip back to Tokyo whether that is crisps,
biscuits or our favourite sweet bakes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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we had found the right platform for our beloved bullet train and no sooner did
we stand at the platform did the train arrive so quietly and elegantly. As it
was quite early in the morning, we managed to get a seat without difficulty. We
were both filled with joy as the train gradually gained speed down the line
leaving the brilliant city of Kyoto feeling amazed about how much we had seen
these past few days. For the next 2 hours 45 minutes though, we would laugh and
joke on also enjoying the spectacular views whizzing by us once again until we
approached the Tokyo area. It was at this point that I remembered how busy it
was even at 10:30am. We experienced constant battering by the wave of people
with their black suits and briefcases as we were trying to find the next
shinkansen bound for Kanazawa. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was a struggle, but once more, we managed to find it climbing aboard. However, we
must have climbed aboard quite late because the train was full with no spare
seat in sight. We were forced into finding a place at the doors hoping that
people would get off the train at the next few stops. In the meantime though, I
actually enjoyed the fact we were confined at the doorways as I felt like a
true traveller riding the rails not in style and comfort. We were both yet
again in hysterics as we noticed the layout of different classes on the train. We
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class and then the biggest one; Gran class. We thought it meant to say grand
class but it was definitely gran class. What we found funny was we could
imagine that class was specific to very old grandmothers in there tweed
furniture with doilies, fire lit with pictures of grandchildren on the fireplace
as well as a cat called mittens on the arm of the chair while the grandmothers
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went on and luck came our way, as there were a lot more seats available for us.
It was definitely more relaxing, so I didn’t complain moving from the doorway.
The views were astonishing with incredible views of the Japanese Alps on our
left and the Sea of Japan on our right. Time went on passing a few more
stations along the way until finally, the call came out stating we were
arriving at Kanazawa. So on went our heavy rucksacks and off went ourselves
straight for the main area. Our first port of call was tourist information for
some details and maps of the area including bus routes after receiving the
important station stamp of course. Thanks to Craig, we eventually gathered the
information we needed realising we needed to use a local bus to get to our
destination. The bus wouldn’t be arriving for a good while so we made the smart
decision to find a bakery feeding our faces with savoury and sweet goods going
over where we needed to be. We were surprised too when an elderly woman
approached us greeting us and welcomed us to Kanazawa; it was very nice of her
to do that to a couple of idiot Geordie travellers.</span></div>
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was time to head to the bus stop already confused by the bus route and times on
the board. At least we knew we were standing at the right bus stop. An old
station attendant noticed the struggle in our faces and approached us stating
that we were standing at the wrong stop with us adamant we were at the right
one. However, we took on his advice heading for the opposite side of the
station. At the other side were more bus stops as well as a bus information
stall. We got our information and it turned out that we were originally
standing at the right stop. However, we realised we had to wait another 1 hour
30 minutes so with that, I parted ways from Craig as I headed into ‘Rinto’
shopping centre in the station. There were plenty to see and browse from
cosmetics, chocolate, clothing, jewellery and cafes. In fact, by the sounds of
it, it was perfect for women. Once again, eyes were upon me as though I was a
stranger, but I was used to it by now and quite enjoying it; it felt nice to be
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I left the shopping area finding Craig through the flow of the people crossing
each other’s pathway. It was Craig’s turn to head into the shop just before we
departed for the bus stop hoping it would show up after all this waiting. Right
on time it had arrived which I loved about Japan. We hopped on with the locals
squeezing down the aisle with our big rucksacks, grabbing a ticket and taking
our seats. We soon realised we were heading the right way which meant we could
relax once more but only for a brief moment. What was even better for us was
that the driver assisted us very well with where we needed to be and to be
honest looked a lot more awake than the driver in Kyoto was.</span></div>
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were only on the bus for 15 minutes until the driver stopped and informed us
that we had arrived. We got out paying the right amount, thanking the driver
and then figuring out where to go next. The area we were in definitely was out
of the way, as it appeared to be nearby an industrial area with large metal
buildings, chimneys with a few homes and apartments. Apartments were what we
were looking for, but the directions we were given were quite vague for us to
follow. We did narrow the location down to two buildings close to each other
but still not at all sure which one it was. We seemed to be going around in
circles too, but eventually, we stumbled into the right building, found the
right room and the key hidden well. What a relief it was when we entered into
the very small apartment; a type of room a young person would have with unique
pictures on the wall, books, modern furniture, etc.</span></div>
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dumped our heavy rucksacks down and noticed the tomato slippers at the entrance
that made us burst out laughing; it was good the host was not in. We spent the
next half an hour relaxed figuring out what to do with our only full day
tomorrow; we picked out a good few places but still struggling on a means of
transport to the places. Therefore, we waited until our host ‘Garu’ arrived to
advise us on transport and use of facilities. We were bored of waiting so we
decided to take a walk around the area but by this point, it was pitch black. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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knew there was a retail park close by so that was where we headed. There was
nothing to see along the way but the gloomy glow of streetlights and the odd
brightness of vending machines scattered across the route. Suddenly, a bigger
glow of the retail park was dead ahead and the first sight we could see was the
name of the retail park; ‘Aeon town’. It actually sounded like a futuristic
lawless town but as we got closer, it was the total opposite. It was a nice
little shopping area full of unique shops. Therefore, we decided to enter a few
of them and each one we entered, we loved. Shops such as African themed
trinkets, clothing and treasures was one of the best and we spent quite a bit
of time in here trying not to knock things over. Then we walked into a
brilliant shop called, Village Vanguard. It looked like Christmas present
heaven with many toys, merchandise and memorabilia as well as more trinkets
from recognisable super heroes and villains; my favourite being the joker
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most of the amazing items were too difficult to bring along with us. We soon
left the area catching sight of an Italian restaurant. It looked promising for
something to eat as we hadn’t eaten for a while. Then we caught sight of a bike
shop hoping they would hire bikes out to us two idiots. Unfortunately, when
Craig asked, they didn’t have them which was a real shame. We headed back to
the restaurant and walked in hoping someone would be kind enough to take us to
a table. Luckily, we were greeted by a shy waitress and placed at a table
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eventually picked a type of potato and cheese melted dish with a small
baguette; it was delicious nonetheless when it arrived. There was a very nice
atmosphere in the restaurant too even though small children and some adults
were looking at us. It was time to head back to the apartment hoping Garu would
be back there. We were enjoying the peace and quiet of the night realising it
was completely opposite surroundings to Tokyo; it was a bonus to catch sight of
the stars for the first time on this journey too. As we entered into the
apartment, Garu was nowhere to be seen. It wasn’t long before he walked through
the door 10 minutes later welcoming us to his apartment. The trouble was his
English was not the best so; I was relying on Craig’s Japanese to get through
the conversations. Garu did use his translator on his phone but I could see
that would be useful. It took a while to get the message across about the house
rules and use of facilities. We somehow managed to get the necessary
information we needed but it was upsetting to hear that he didn’t have any
bikes for us either. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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city seemed to be our only option but we would have to worry about that the
next day. Finally, it was time to rest but there were no proper beds for us. We
had to sleep on 2 separate couches but it was too awkward to sleep on due to
the fact I was longer than the couch I was on. Luckily, I decided to pull out
my sleeping bag and mat from my rucksack and had a much comfortable bed to
sleep in on the floor. As for Craig, he stayed on his couch with his feet
dangling way over the side and so we drifted off to sleep trying not to laugh
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early morning rise approached us as we woke up at 7am eager to start our final
full day in Kyoto with optimism. We soon got ready and had breakfast joining
Arlene’s son who was actually doing his homework. As much as I would have liked
to help him with his homework, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t know the answers to
his Kanji writings. Besides, Craig and I were creating a plan of the day making
sure the whole day was filled with something to do. A short time passed until
we eventually left the apartment back onto our wonderful bikes eager to start
pedalling. With help from Craig’s offline map, we were making our way straight
to our first not to miss location; the Gion district. The Gion district is home
to Kyoto’s famous entertainment and Geisha district and to get to it, we both
had to cycle through quite a lot of congested traffic and people. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was worth it though as we came upon a large area of maze like traditional
wooden houses with Japanese symbols on fabric. It truly felt as though we
stepped back in time especially when most of the locals and even some tourists
would wear the traditional colourful kimono clothing. Once again as we cycled
slowly through the narrow streets, we were constantly being watched by the
locals, which I became used to by now; besides, I was focused more on the
views. The trouble now was actually finding a specific area of the geisha
district because the place we were at was not the correct one according to
Craig. Therefore, for the next 15 minutes or so we would cycle aimlessly trying
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went on and we eventually decided to give up and head to another location. Just
as we were leaving, there it was, the old geisha district. What an incredible
sight it was and I could sense happiness in Craig as he remembered this area
during his last trip here. We could tell we were in the right place due to the
fact it was over populated by tourists and there was no way we could pedal up
because of this; plus, it was up on a hill too. Therefore, off our bikes we
went and pushed our way through the ever-growing crowd trying to find a good
place to park our bikes for the next hour or so. Eventually we found one and
soon joined with the crowd taking a very slow walk through the very narrow
cobbled pathways coming to terms that we were in this marvellous place.</span></div>
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of traditional shops and stalls spread across the area selling all sorts of
Japanese trinkets, sweets and food. To be honest I was enjoying the atmosphere
of the people in the area whether they were talking, laughing sharing the same
feeling as everybody else flowing through the streets. Today was a very hot day
too so once more, ice creams called to us both and we showed no hesitation in
purchasing them. It truly felt like a hot summer’s day despite it being the middle
of autumn. I felt sorry for the dogs in the area, which were panting away at
the heat. We made sure we seen everything we could in this area before even
thinking about leaving it and luckily, I caught sight of something I thought
symbolised a small part of Japan; geishas. As we came upon a very small temple
area, coming straight out of the entrance were two geishas with the full
Japanese kimono clothing, white faces and black decorative hairstyles; it was
truly a moment of pure magic at the sight of them. This seemed to be the end of
our time in the geisha district due to the fact there was so much more to see
in Kyoto. Therefore, we reluctantly made our way back to our bikes and pushed
them through the crowd once more until we were able to get on them and start
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didn’t seem to pedal far though as we soon came upon a most beautiful sight of
a pond area which was home to a most elegant heron which everyone caught sight
of. It stood balanced on one leg unstirred by anything around it; it truly felt
at peace. All of a sudden, an old man came towards Craig and I, curious about
where we came from and thanks to Craig’s knowledge in Japanese language, he
managed to make quite a conversation with him. The old man must have thought it
was brilliant at the fact Craig was speaking the language but then the old man
decided to amaze us with his origami skills. He produced us a dragonfly origami
piece and it was truly fascinating to watch him create them. He made the
process look very easy but it was extremely complex.</span></div>
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thanked him and eventually took our leave from the Gion district heading for
our next location; Kiyomizudera temple. This temple was close by so it didn’t
take much cycling to head towards this famous temple. However, we soon noticed
we were heading along the wrong route because we somehow ended up at the
grandest of gravesites I had ever witnessed. It stretched far and wide upon the
hillside and the deeper we cycled into it, the more difficult it was to try and
move on further. We could practically see the temple to our left further up the
hillside but we soon realised where we had gone wrong. Therefore, we turned
around and raced back down the hill only to go up another incline.
Unfortunately, we were heading straight back into the busy crowds and there was
no way we could push our bikes up. Therefore, we parked them once more and
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was crazy to see so many people heading to one place and somehow, we made it to
the top to witness some Japanese architecture of temples. The main aspect I
loved about Japanese buildings was the exquisitely designed rooftops pointing
out from each corner. The view at the top was incredible and so we spent a good
amount of time at this area. However, we wouldn’t go any further in to see more
of the main temple area due to the fact we didn’t really want to pay the
admission fee. We were even tempted to try and sneak past the very old ticket
collector but I had a feeling we would have underestimated his capabilities.
Craig found it hilarious when I had an idea of trying to blend in with a school
trip in which were using a different entrance to everyone else. The children
were wearing what appeared to look like yellow rain hats; I asked him if I
would be able to get away with borrowing one of the children’s hats, crouch
down to their level and make my way to the other side with them. However, we
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we still had a lot of time to kill, we began cycling to another interesting
area, which was home to Sho-ren Temple. It was a very short trip to get to this
place and we soon realised that there were less people here, which was great
for us. It seemed to be quite isolated too, hidden well by beautiful trees and
plants. Once more, we parked our bikes and entered into the temple grounds
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history and culture as we creaked our way through each room admiring the
ambience of the place, which was surrounded by beautiful art and designs. The
true beauty I had found was the Japanese garden at the back end of the temple.
The sun was out shining vibrant colours across the garden and so Craig and I decided
to sit down on the wooden floors and relax enjoying the sun; to be honest we
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happened to me, out of nowhere, a small red dragonfly graced us with its
presence. Its final landing spot just so happened to be on my big toe and it
stayed there for a good long while as though it was sun bathing on my foot. It
soon flew off and so did we heading back to our bikes once more to another
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next location was quite a cycle away but we were determined to witness this magnificent
place of the Chionin temple. What hit us first was the grandest entrance I ever
witnessed. The large gateway was very intimidating especially with huge evil
looking statues. It didn’t stop us though as we parked our bikes and headed
through and in to the Chionin grounds. Not only was the gateway magnificent but
the grounds were astonishingly huge as well. It felt as though we would need
all day to discover this place but we took our time with the time we had and
wandered around the grounds feeling at peace with our surroundings. This place
had to be grand because this was the headquarters of the school of Buddhism. To
be honest it should have been a hive of activity but it seemed as though Craig
and I were the only people there. Each encounter of temples and shrines we came
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went on and we somehow managed to see everything we wanted to and so with
hesitation, we headed back to our bikes to our final and most important
landmark in Kyoto; no it wasn’t Mister Donuts, but the famous Fushimi Inari
Shrine. This would be the most intriguing and elaborate shrine we would ever
come across but first, we had to find it. Craig with his offline map was
finding it quite difficult resulting in us cycling through very narrow alleys
and streets. Once again we were about to give up but we eventually caught sight
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who were in two minds whether to take the 4km walk to the very top of the
shrine up. We didn’t want to disappoint ourselves so we decided to join the
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really wasn’t any point in counting how many red torii there were as there was
too many to count with fingers and toes. Due to the crowd we were walking as
though there was a funeral happening. It did mean we could admire the detail
that was on each red torii. Each one decorated with thick black kanji writing
and it truly brought it home that we were in Japan. We were walking through a
forest area too which added to the tranquillity. A long while had passed until
we noticed the crowd was thinning out the higher we were climbing. This gave us
more breathing room to explore which was good, as we needed our breath to climb
this steep hill. Finally, an opening from the forest revealed a rough rocky
terrain with handfuls of people admiring the breathtaking view of Kyoto below
the mountainous area. We didn’t stop to join the admiration as we pushed on
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and again, we would come across very quiet areas home to marvellous Japanese
sculptures all decorated with red silk and smaller red torii. Once again, the
amount of people had dropped until it seemed as though it was only Craig and I.
Countless steps with sweat pouring from our heads brought us to the very top or
so we thought. There was nothing at the top to indicate it was the top but we
noticed at the opposite side was dropping back down the hill. So, satisfied
with what we did we headed back down the steps with the odd person passing by.
We thought it would be great to run down as nobody was in our way and so we
did. We had a thrill doing this but the amount of steps and red torii were
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when we stopped, we arrived at the rough terrain area and just in time to
witness the most beautiful sight of the whole day. A most fascinating sunset
over Kyoto; I was lost for words as was everybody else. What added to this was
the sight of Japanese red torii just reaching above the forest line below with
an orange glow of the sun disappearing behind the mountains to the west. We
eventually made our way back down the long stairway right to the bottom and
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day was over and so we took the long cycle home through Kyoto’s quiet streets.
However, we thought it would be better to cycle along the Kamo River covering
7km along the way with the night sky lingering on. Once night came to us, I had
trouble with my bike light so I had to rely on Craig’s light to arrive at the
other side safely. There were times I would be blinded too by oncoming cyclists,
which didn’t really help my situation out. Time went on until we approached
Arlene’s apartment where reluctantly we returned the bikes one final time. We
definitely made the most of our last day in Kyoto but it wouldn’t be over for
us. We were straight back out in search for food and we didn’t have to go far
for it as we headed for the automated food service restaurant once more. Craig
decided to order the same as the previous night whereas I chose to have beef
slices and rice, which honestly tasted quite delicious despite the fact it
looked raw.</span></div>
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the first time, it seemed as though we could relax watching on at everybody
staring at us as though we were from a different planet. Time went on as we
took a wander down the quiet dark streets of Kyoto picking up snacks for
tomorrows journey to Kanazawa. It didn’t take long for us to return back to
Arlene’s where we spent the evening packing our bags ready for an early
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were checking out the next person’s details and location. Suddenly, Craig and I
were in hysterics due to what was written on the details about the person. The
person claimed that; and I quote, I like tomato, beer and hot stuff! It took me
forever to stop laughing about this but at the back of my mind I was still
laughing. The evening was ending and so we spent the remainder of the time
talking with Arlene and her son enjoying ourselves. We ended the night with
having a picture together but once again, I would laugh to Craig about what
Arlene’s son had done in the picture. This had to be the best day we had in
Kyoto and it would definitely stay in my memories especially the marvellous
sunset across Kyoto feeling great satisfaction in my heart.</span><br />
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morning I woke up fresh as a daisy forgetting that I had Craig next to me. He
was already awake though and so I got up and changed ready for the day ahead.
First though, breakfast called to us so we sat with Arlene and her son admiring
the unique display of food spread in front of us both such as cereal, banana
raisin bread, fried sliced vegetables with the well-known green tea too. We
were both trying to make small conversation with the son trying to make him
laugh. With our bellies finally full, Arlene off to work and the son away to
school, we prepared ourselves for our first full day in the beautiful Kyoto. To
be honest we were more excited to get back out on the bikes discovering the
city in our own way.</span></div>
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soon left pedalling away really enjoying the glorious weather of clear skies
and hot temperatures. The first main sight we wanted to see was of course the
famous golden temple; Kinkakuji temple. The cycle towards the place was elegant
watching on at the filled-up buses and cars knowing how horrible it must have
been for them to be crammed up like sushi in a bento box. The thrill of dodging
people too was truly amazing but soon it came to an end as we eventually parked
our bikes just outside from the main entrance to the temple entrance walkway. Craig
was as full of anticipation as I was due to the fact it was a good few years
since he was last at this marvellous sight and he couldn’t wait any longer to
return to its glory. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a small admission fee to pay, we passed the checkpoint and almost immediately
we came upon the spectacular sight of the Kinkakuji temple. Once again, I was
lost for words finally coming to terms I was standing in front of this glorious
temple without seeing it on a TV screen or heard through stories. The temple
was almost surrounded by a large body of water which itself was very beautiful
too with raised rocks, mini islands and the odd bonsai tree. The temple shone
bright as the sun beamed down upon it but with this being a top sight of Kyoto,
it resulted in the place being quite full of people. Time and again, we would
cross paths with school trips and the kids would look up at us with both
curiosity and amazement. They would also come up to us both and practice their
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spent a great deal of time in this area before moving off following a pathway
leading up a nearby forest hill which had the best of nature and the odd pond
area with yet again Japanese structures and statues. We soon realised we were
coming to the end of the trail when we caught sight of a few market stalls
selling the typical trinkets and Japanese headwear. Although we did grab a
couple of things here, we thought what better way to end the temple experience
than to reward ourselves with an ice cream; green tea and vanilla to be exact. Our
time was done at the temple and so we headed back to our bikes passing by waves
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Ryoanji temple was our destination famed for its rock gardens, which would be
something new for me to witness. It was a short cycle ride and we were soon
arriving at the main entrance following the routine of parking our bikes once
more and entering the temple grounds. Once again, we were full of amazement at
the sight of ancient Japanese temples and gardens. We joined the small crowds
of people and entered the temple with our shoes off completely amazed by the
Japanese interior and tranquillity. Then we caught sight of the large rock
garden area and decided to sit for a long while enjoying the sight and lack of
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large rocks scattered throughout the garden was the white gravel spread across
the whole ground but what was very unique was that it was raked in an artistic
form around the scattered rocks which struck a chord in my heart; it was truly
simplicity at its best and everyone was experiencing this alongside us. With
all that there was to see here, we took our leave heading for another sight;
the Ninnaji temple. We began to notice each temple we went to cost a small fee
of 500 yen. To be honest once I caught sight of this temple I fell in love with
it marking it as the best one for me personally. This was mainly due to the
fact that the garden area was astronomically perfect in my eyes showing a truly
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sat admiring the peace and quiet as the sun shone out bright and I could sense
peace and Craig too coming to terms he was back in his beloved Japan. We felt
truly at peace but we had to leave in order to discover more wonderful places
Kyoto had to offer. Back onto the bikes we went racing through the streets
feeling free with the wind blowing through our hair. Before we went to our next
location we came across a diner called ‘Big Boys’ which looked like a retro
burger restaurant. We were two big boys needing food so we entered immediately
realising that they had great food to offer and what amazed us was of course
the free refills on drinks which we definitely took full advantage of. We spent
the next half an hour enjoying our burgers and conversations about what to do
next and what to see. All the while we would witness curious eyes on us both by
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eventually left the area now heading deeper into the city trying to find
Kyoto’s Manga museum famed for its anime and comics. It took a quite a long
session of pedalling to get near our destination where we would encounter built
up areas full of people weaving through each other and quite often we would knock
into people. Eventually we arrived to the sight of a handful of people lying on
fake grass outside the museum reading anime comic books. However, our first
port of call was the nearby ice cream parlour, which was our form of a pitstop.
Time went on until we walked into the Manga museum immediately catching sight
of the gift shop area and library filled with elaborate in your face colourful
drawings and comic books all around us.</span></div>
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spent a while looking around and I recognised a few anime themed gifts and
comics such as Pokémon, Dragonball Z and Yu-gi-oh which was interesting. What I
loved about the comics in Japan or pretty much any reading material was that it
was read from back to front which was bizarre in the eyes of a westerner, but
was truly fascinating nonetheless. Pretty soon though we would take our leave
heading back for the long cycle back to Arlene’s apartment. The route we were
cycling was guiding us to the main river of Kyoto; Kamo. The river was a very
long stretch of water and right alongside it was a cycle route. Therefore, we
changed from the tarmac roads straight onto a crushed stone track and from here
on, we did nothing but pedal enjoying the straight route north passing
underneath several bridges and passing by other cyclists and walkers.</span></div>
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long time passed until we were closing in on the apartment but first we
suddenly came to a stop as we had located something unique in the river. What
we could see were stepping stones but perfectly carved into turtles. We parked
up and took a walk on them feeling great at the sight of the water rushing
towards us and around us. As the river was quite wide, it meant there were a
lot of turtles to jump on to get to the other side and so we both took the
leap. We were enjoying it to the fullest as though we were both kids again
jumping around but what was even more great was the race we decided to have to
get back to our bikes. We suddenly ran off with me taking greater risks than Craig
to get in front of Craig and it paid off as I had won.</span></div>
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back on our bikes we went and very soon pulled up outside the apartment still
in one piece. The constant cycling along the beautiful river resulted in us
both taking a long and well-deserved rest whilst conversating once more with
Arlene what we did for a living. She had also prepared us some lovely coffee
and biscuits but what she didn’t realise was that Craig took her favoured
chocolate biscuits; 1000 shames upon him I thought as we all laughed. The
biscuits however would not be enough to feed us so with the night sky above us
both we took our leave heading for a nearby restaurant.</span></div>
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as we walked outside, Arlene’s son was outside with his friend who was curious
about us like everybody else. They were busy playing football down the narrow
yard so I thought I would join them trying to impress them with my tricks. To
be honest it took a while to get back into the swing of things but somehow
managed it with a flattish ball. They were also impressed at the fact I was
spinning the ball on my finger so I became a kind of teacher for Arlene’s son
showing him how to do it. Progress was slow so I gave him a break as Craig and
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first and decent place we came across was an automated service restaurant where
we would walk into the restaurant, choose our food by a computer and await our
food to be cooked by the chefs. What we loved most was how cheap the food was
so we wasted no time entering the small place. Numerous attempts and decision-making
brought us to the conclusion of ordering a classic Japanese dish called
Katsudon. To be honest we were basing the food by the look of it and it looked
really nice on the computer. We didn’t know if it was going to taste bad but we
couldn’t have been more wrong if we tried. Every bite was greater than the last
as we dived into pork meat, egg and rice. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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with another experience under our belts and so with no haste we made our way
back to the apartment already going over our plans for our final full day out
in the fascinating Kyoto. We thought tonight was going to be peaceful too but
we decided to have a right good laugh about an upcoming cycle documentary of
Craig’s life which I called One Speed, One Basket. This fitted in very well due
to the fact Japanese bikes all had baskets, which we adored and took full
advantage of. Eventually, the laughing monkeys finally drifted off to sleep
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this was it, the end of our time in Tokyo for Craig and I as we were now
heading for the most awaited location of all; Kyoto. All year, I had been
thinking about this beautiful place; to think I would be amongst its glorious
wonder and what better way for us to get there than the ‘Shinkansen’ bullet
train. Craig and I were deeply excited to get on this wondrous train but for
the moment we would head down for our last breakfast which was beautifully made
by Tomoko. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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food consisted of toasted bread topped with cheese, meat and sweet corn along
with a bowlful of fruit. Tomoko was nowhere to be seen, until moments later she
surprised us both when she walked through with her full kimono clothing on. It
looked truly magnificent with its mint green colour with golden patterns
flowing down the clothing; and the effort she made to put it on just for a
couple of pictures with us was fantastic of her. Throughout her time in the
kimono, she looked uncomfortable wearing it and she even told us that it took
half an hour to put it on and couldn’t wait to take it off. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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got our pictures with her and as she went off to get changed, we headed up to
grab all our belongings for the trip ahead making sure nothing was left behind;
only jasmine the cat who seemed to want to come with us. We were ready to leave
and to help us on our way Tomoko would provide us a lift to Tachikawa train station,
which was kind of her. Therefore, we grabbed our shoes and said goodbye to
Jasmine the cat making our way to Tomoko’s car. It was a short drive away and
we were soon outside the station where we bid farewell to the fantastic Tomoko
who was brilliant throughout our time with her; she was going to be a very big
miss for us both. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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eventually made our way into the station and straight for our beloved chuo line
rapid service to Tokyo. There was a moderate amount of people onboard the train,
which was fine for us especially as we pushed through with our heavy rucksacks
on our back. A long while went by rocking around on the train and then we
pulled up at Nakano station and we both shared a look to each other as though
we were thinking ‘let’s go for the 8 tier ice cream’. However, we stayed on
board eventually finishing our trip on the chuo line straight into the busy
station of Tokyo. As expected, it became crazy at this busy station but as
usual we took our time flowing through the ever growing crowd with quite a
challenge finding our way towards the right place. A short time passed after
asking station assistance for help before eventually arriving at the platform
eagerly waiting for the long awaited trip on the bullet train. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were only to sit in the non-reserved carriages so we tried to find the right
place to stand before the train would arrive. We couldn’t really figure out
where we had to stand and hoped the carriages would state there class. A unique
melody chimed over the platform and soon after the notorious train approached
us. What an incredible locomotive it was and I couldn’t believe I was about to
climb aboard this famous train. The carriage we had entered in was quite empty
and just so happened to be the non-reserved area; so we took our seats with
plenty of leg room, large windows and comfy seats. Craig and I had smiles on
our faces as we had been waiting a long time for this experience. We were soon
under way heading east for </span><st1:place style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Kyoto</st1:city></st1:place><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">
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we left the Tokyo area, it felt as though the driver hit the hyper speed button
as we were pushed back into our seats feeling a great force of power moving us
forward. It felt as though I was sitting in a plane to be honest and I loved
it; I also felt relaxed admiring the views of Japanese forests and valleys. To
be honest a part of me was missing Jasmine the cat but </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;"> was a very long way behind us now.</span></div>
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and again, we would view pure blackness as we rushed through long tunnels
feeling the vacuum suck into my ears with the pressure and speed we were going
at. It would have been nice just to keep on moving but we stopped at a few
stations along the way including the grand city of <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Nagoya</st1:place></st1:city>; the halfway point. Once we continued
on, the sun was shining once more on the breathtaking Japanese green fields,
which looked so peaceful and free of everything but nature. Time went on until
the call came out stating our arrival onto the old city of <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Kyoto</st1:place></st1:city>. We didn’t want to leave the comfort of
the breathtaking Shinkansen but we also didn’t want to waste any time in this
glorious looking city as we were eager to explore its wonders. However, finding
our accommodation was top priority so once we left the train our thinking caps
came on flowing through the very busy station with ease. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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headed to the information desk to grab a Kyoto rail map but we ran into a
little problem. The trains in <st1:city w:st="on">Kyoto</st1:city> weren’t as
sufficient as <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city>’s
network. So instead we would use the alternate form of transport; the bus. The
bus service in Kyoto looked very promising and easy to use with colour-coordinated
buses for each area of Kyoto and just like that, we managed to figure out which
bus we needed. Our bus eventually arrived with us all climbing aboard in an
organised fashion for once ready to grab our first glimpse of Kyoto from the
bus. Once the bus left the station, we immediately realised that we were the
only westerners on board so it became obvious that we were both a sight for the
local commuters who looked as though they had never seen British travellers
before. We didn’t mind though as we were too busy catching glimpses of life in
Kyoto. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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bustling streets so full of life and colour as well as thousands of people
going through their day to day life in this great city. Finally, our stop at
Takano bus stop arrived quite rapidly as we soon paid 230 yen and left to find
our accommodation. We wouldn’t be alone in trying to find our accommodation as
Craig revealed his secret weapon of his offline map on his tablet. As we pin
pointed the accommodation we began walking through the streets and the first
thing that caught our eye was a very promising bakery called Mister Donut; no
surprise as to what the place was selling. The journey to our accommodation was
a short one and we soon arrived at a large area of apartment blocks running
alongside a railway line. Then a full sense of relief came to our hearts as we
had located the specific apartment, which luckily wasn’t on the top floor but
on the ground level. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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soon knocked on the door and then our host Arlene opened the door already
expecting our arrival. It was nice to enter into a new place, which would be
our home for the next 3 nights. Off went the shoes as we entered into the main
living area, which was no wider than any of the other rooms of the apartment.
It was a nice apartment with simplicity at the heart of the place and to be
honest that was all we needed. With the quick tour and house rules out of the
way, we settled down for a moment emptying our small rucksacks trying to make the
room temporarily ours even though it belonged to Arlene’s son full of anime
comic books and Pokémon characters which to be honest was great for a big kid
like me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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with everything sorted we wanted to explore a bit of Kyoto before the night sky
would consume the land. We sat with Arlene for a short moment where she
provided us with a great map of Kyoto with all the famous sights clearly marked
out for us to explore. However, what was great was that she recommended small
temple areas where not many tourists visit. We thought this would be a great
start to our time in Kyoto so she recommended a specific temple called
‘Enkouji’ which was a bit difficult to get too especially as we would have to
head through a lot of maze like streets in a suburban area. She mentioned that
it was only a 20-minute walk from the apartment, which wasn’t so bad. Then she
said that we could take advantage of her bikes during our time here. Once she
had mentioned bikes to us it felt like Christmas morning at the sound of bikes
so with no hesitation, we left the apartment as Arlene guided us to the bikes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Japans commuter bikes weren’t exactly top of the range, we didn’t care when we
caught sight of them. They looked like women’s bikes with a basket on the front
and so we adjusted our seats and figuring out the route to the small temple, we
were on our way. As soon as we set off, we both had great big smiles on our
faces cycling towards our first port of call; Mister Donut. Constantly we would
talk about how much fun the bikes were and how much easier it was to get around
on them compared to taxis or buses. I was the first to enter the magical world
of Mister Donut’s bakery and came back out with some amazing treats for myself.
Once Craig had bought his baked goods, we were soon on our way to the temple
cycling along the pathway having a great time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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though, an uphill road would approach us so we braced ourselves and pedalled
up. What made things harder for us was the shape of the handlebars on our bikes.
We managed to arrive in one piece to temple Enkouji and immediately became
aware of the peaceful setting with nobody around the area, which I had been
waiting for on this trip. The first sight we came across was the tranquil stone
pathways, bright white gravel, magnificent temple architecture, beautiful
Bonsai trees creating a sense of peace. As we couldn’t take our bikes any
further towards the temple area we had no choice but to leave them at the
entrance steps. Craig decided to test Japans trust even more by leaving his bag
of donuts in his basket. However, it was too much to handle if he had lost them
so he brought them with him anyway. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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500-yen admission fee was paid by each of us and we managed to gain another
stamp for our collection along the way. Up the stone steps we went already
admiring the beautiful surroundings hearing nothing but nature enjoying the new
environment we were in. We truly were lost for words for the first time in
Kyoto knowing deep down that there were more wonders to see. We soon entered
the temple with our shoes off walking onto the famous tatami mat. The temple
was truly fascinating and then we continued around the small Japanese garden
area passing through small ponds and bamboo trees until we came to a set of
stairs leading away from the temple area and towards the gravestones, which in
themselves were quite beautiful to behold. As it was quite late, the sun was
very low in the sky, which was creating a beautiful backdrop of Japan. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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continued our climb to a higher vantage point noticing more unique stone
structures and monuments. It was at this moment we both witnessed a most
breath-taking view of Kyoto below the forest hills and valleys surrounding the
city. We both sat for a while embracing the views and a sense of peace as Craig
ate his donuts. Suddenly we could hear singing which we actually mistook for a
Buddhist ceremony but instead it was someone singing an opera solo of ‘Nessun
Dorma’. Anyway, it was time to leave fully satisfied with what we had seen
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was great with the journey back was the fact we were freewheeling downhill all
the way to the apartment weaving past quite a lot of people along the narrow
streets. We soon returned the bikes to the parking area and entered the apartment
immediately talking to Arlene about our temple trip. I was sure she could tell
by the great smiles on our faces that we had a brilliant couple of hours out on
the bikes. She soon had to leave us though in order to pick up her son and so
with the night still young, we decided to head out too exploring a bit more of
the area we were in. To be honest it was quite a nice walk along the streets
but we still had to watch out for cyclists coming up behind us both. We also
stopped a few times to admire the odd shop and restaurants with their amazing
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had our fill of food thanks to Mister Donuts bakery, we decided to turn back to
the apartment for our first night in Kyoto. For the first time and most likely
the last time in life I would have to share a double bed with Craig and
jokingly I said to him ‘ok Craig, remember, I am not Heather’ so an invisible
line was drawn in the bed which we couldn’t cross. What was funny at this point
was that I began to miss my small companion Jasmine the cat from Tokyo who
would try to grab my camera strap or notebook thread. I then fell asleep with
great hope that tomorrow would be full of adventure and sights for us to both
enjoy.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Kyoto, Kyoto Prefecture, Japan35.0116363 135.7680293999999334.595911799999996 135.12258239999994 35.4273608 136.41347639999992tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-29013770254174077142018-03-25T12:11:00.000+01:002018-03-25T12:11:00.741+01:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 6<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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woke up in the morning with the sound of Craig speaking to my auntie about our
time so far. It was only a short conversation, which I joined into as well
until it was time to head down for breakfast from Tomoko. Once more, a lovely
display lay ahead of steamed dumplings encased in a wicker basket along with
fruit. We had a fantastic conversation with Tomoko about our plans today
especially the trail for the 8 tier ice cream at a place called Nakano. With
the necessary information we needed, we grabbed our essentials and made our way
out realising heavy rain was upon us once more; not to worry though as we had
our trusty umbrellas with us. We headed straight to Nishi Kunitachi station at
an attempt for our expedition of station stamps as it would be a temporary
hobby for us both during our time in <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Japan</st1:place></st1:country-region>. We were very happy when received
our first stamp and then straight away we made haste for Tachikawa station.
There was no wasting time either getting onto our next train heading straight
for Nakano. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the train was already full so we had to squash ourselves in and stand for the
rest of the trip. Stopping at several stations along the way resulted in us
arriving at Nakano Station. It was still pouring with rain but lucky for us the
area we needed was sheltered from the station to the shopping area. Once we
left the station we walked straight towards a very pretty shopping area which
was quite narrow along with orange coloured decorations around the glass
ceiling; it was definitely inviting and drew us into the bowels of the shops
even for a couple of men who don’t like shopping. Along the way, we came across
a few gift shops, home ware shops, amusement arcades and restaurants bewildered
by the items they had for sale. What was unique; and something I just noticed
about the restaurants, was that they had a fantastic window display of what
they were providing to eat; the food on the plates looked so real but it was
surprising to know everything was plastic. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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eventually reached another area called Nakano Broadway, which was the location
of the Nakano 8 tier ice cream. Craig informed me that it would be at the
basement level so that was where we headed for the search of the elusive ice
cream parlour. It seemed to be hidden well in the area and could we hell find
it; we searched every single place in the basement and we did come across a
small parlour. However it was not the right place; also we came across an
elaborate sign stating ‘NO ICE CREAM BEYOND THIS POINT’. With no luck, we
decided to head for the higher floors again with no luck; it seemed as though
one would have to be deemed worthy of this unique ice cream but we wouldn’t
give up. Fortunately, Craig with his Jedi internet powers figured out the exact
area, which was dead centre at the basement floor. So we headed down and we
couldn’t believe it when we caught sight of it; how it was right behind us at
the smaller ice cream parlour and elaborate sign. We were laughing our heads
off at how stupid we were and made it official that we were 2 idiot Geordies.</span></div>
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then caught sight of the plastic display of the magnificent 8 tier ice cream
with a price tag of 490 Yen. We immediately paid and watched on as the woman
prepared one for us each. How it balanced on a normal cone was beyond me and
then we became mesmerised by this marvelous spectacle. We couldn’t waste any
time though as it would have melted and so we began to eat it as quickly as
possible; brain freeze kicked in straight away so then it became an endurance
task. People passing by were amazed at the sight of us eating that ice cream
too. What was also funny over time was that I was that focused on getting the
ice cream down quick I forgot the majority of the flavours that was in it. Time
went on and so we had accomplished Nakano’s ice cream; one of the few greatest
triumphs I’ve ever achieved in my life. We waddled away from the parlour like a
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had soon squeezed into the packed train on our way to Tokyo due to the fact we
had missed the most major attraction; the imperial palace. We were squashed in
for the next 20 minutes and then just before the doors opened, we prepared for
the swift exit at one of the busiest stations in the world; on your marks, get
set, GO! We left the train flowing through the countless waves of people
surrounding us at all sides. We somehow managed to find the correct exit along
with a nice sight of a station stamp stall for our stamp collection (as geeky
as it sounds). We left the station straight for the palace area and what was
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first we seemed to be caged in by the skyscrapers all around us but then the
land opened out drastically with the area covered in trees and large areas of
tarmac and gravel. We then caught sight of the large walls above the moat
surrounding the palace area. It also had a beautiful sight of white temples
spread around the area with green rooftops too. We then took a long slow walk
to the western side of the palace area witnessing a most precious Japanese
scene of a bridge leading to a temple hiding up between the packed in groups of
trees. What else was a lovely sight was the skyscraper panorama behind us with
the beautiful greenery in front of it. I had never witnessed anything like this
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we weren’t allowed into the palace as we weren’t invited by the emperor so we
turned back around and noticed that the eastern gardens were open to the
public. As the palace was surrounded by water we had to walk around counter
clockwise along a very busy pathway having to share it with runners of all ages
who clearly had priority. It was quite a walk around until we came upon an old
low bridge leading to the eastern gate. Once we paid the small fee, we entered
through the humungous wooden gates which looked as though it was harder than
steel and then immediately we walked into a small network of pathways which
were all pretty much leading to the same destination of small temples, rest
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took a slow walk in each section admiring every detail enjoying the slight peace
too despite the fearless black ravens calling out. There was so much to see and
do and we had all the time in the world, which meant we also had time to sit
and relax on a bench for a while with nothing but precious greenery all around
us. As we sat for a long while, we noticed a higher vantage point of the area
so we headed straight for it. We eventually made it to the top to a lovely view
of yet more skyscrapers which was a surprise given the fact we were in </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">. As we looked out
over to the horizon, we noticed a very unique huge green dome trying to hide beneath
the trees not very well. We got curious and decided to take our leave not
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eventually exited through the eastern gate once more and continued counter
clockwise. We made our way around still in one piece surprisingly due to the
countless joggers and cyclists racing from behind us and then we noticed
something intriguing. Waiting at the nearby traffic lights were a small group
of people sat in go karts dressed up as Spiderman and Mario characters which
looked really fun to do especially in Tokyo. We eventually pulled away from the
palace area on our way towards the green dome. We had bypassed a monstrous
building known as Tokyo’s science museum, which seemed like a good place to
visit. However, we continued on through a peaceful park area until finally we
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arrival we realised it was a type of theatre but a huge shock came to us when
we caught sight of thousands of Japanese teenagers lining up to get into the
building. They were on their way to see some popular band called ‘Blue Enchant’.
We had never heard of them so we headed to the nearby rest house for a well
deserved bite to eat. We eventually sat down with our food and relaxed for a
long while with yet more ‘blue enchant’ fans and yet again, we stood out from
the crowd as we felt as though we were being watched; maybe we were blue
enchant and all these people came to watch us eat our food. It was time to
leave for the long walk back to the train station but this time we had to weave
through the oncoming runners who looked as though they had been jogging since
first light but somehow they kept going. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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took quite a while to leave behind the peaceful sight of the imperial palace
where we then walked into a chaotic train station head first. As we were making
our way to our platform, we came across a most beautiful window display of
golden baked goods all shapes and sizes just waiting to be emptied by Craig and
I. We were spoiled for choice on what to get but we came out with a good few
things to try. We loved every single bite and wanted more; however, Tomoko
would make us food tonight so we couldn’t plus I had a feeling tonight would be
a kind of big finale with it being our last day with her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the busy Chuo line we went heading straight for Tachikawa a good 45 minutes
away. One quick trip from Tachikawa brought us to our final station of the day
and then we headed to our favourite local shop. We had finally returned to
Tomoko’s at night where we would pack our rucksacks ready for the journey west
the next day. I managed to get mine done quite quick with the help of Tomoko’s
cat ‘Jasmine’ and then all of a sudden Tomoko shouted up for us to come down
for food. I was right about the food being grand as she had made us an
exquisite bowlful of soup and noodles with different varieties of vegetables
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came great conversations throughout the evening mainly learning Japanese,
French and Italian. It was a very long time until we left the dining area
saying goodnight as well as making final preparations for tomorrow’s departure;
we were definitely going to miss this hospitality as well as Tomoko and Jasmine
the cat. For now, we were happy to be resting from another perfect day knowing
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woke up from a pleasant night’s sleep quite early too due to the fact Tomoko’s
cat was purring and jumping on top of me. I was quite satisfied too once I got
ready and not feeling any unpleasant light headed feeling due to jet lag. We
headed down for breakfast and at the table was a heavenly view of different
breads and croissant. As we were eating we became curious about a peculiar
screen on the table and with numerous attempts, we switched it on revealing it
to be a small TV. We flicked through the channels and came across an anime
cartoon. It was mind blowing, edge of your seat card battles with no clue what
they were saying. We also made plans of visiting a place called <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Kawasaki</st1:place></st1:city> and as we looked
outside, we realised it was going to be a bad day of weather. We grabbed our
essentials as well as waterproofs and left the house with umbrellas as the rain
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made a quick trip to ‘Summit’ to grab snacks for the day and then arrived at
the wet station of Nishi Kunitachi. Once again, we had boarded a very quiet
train for the long trip to Kawasaki. What was great was that we didn’t have to
transfer to other trains so we could sit and relax watching the landscape and
buildings pass by at such speed. Along the way, there were sections of forest
hills close by to us with a tranquil misty look due to the bad weather. Time
went on with countless station stops and then finally it was the end of the
line for us as we had arrived in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Kawasaki</st1:place></st1:city>.
Knowing the routine by now it was all system go once we left the train.
Everyone was crossing paths and somehow nobody would bump into each other. We
managed to squeeze out and find some space to ourselves already figuring out
where to go next. A huge map stood right in front of us and what it showed was
a huge shopping centre next to us. To the opposite way we saw a built up area with
temples and shrines throughout. We decided to head to the shopping centre first
and we walked straight into what looked like an arena with 2 tier walkways
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eventually walked to the opposite side back indoors immediately welcomed by
countless shops with brand names known and unknown to us. We made our way
through and up to the next tier and as we set foot on the walkway area, there
was quite a wonderful view of skyscrapers in the distance. What was great was
that there were 2 specific buildings miles apart and at the point we were
standing at, it merged into the shape of what looked like a huge ship when
lined up. We eventually decided to leave the shopping area as we were men and
men don’t like shopping so we headed the opposite way. Along the way, we caught
sight of a huge children’s play area with an arcade too. I wanted to dive in
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headed back along the opposite way out of the train station and straight onto a
brick laden pathway. We soon came upon a type of sheltered shopping area full
of bright, vibrant and flashy Japanese advertisements. There was also a very
beautiful designed glass ceiling too, which also brightened the area up even
though the rain became torrential at this point. We plucked up the courage and
headed back out into the downpour on our search for temples and shrines. We
soon came across one soon after but no luck for us trying to get in to it. We
continued walking with the rain surprisingly becoming worse. We had to stop for
a moment to cover our bags from the rain and then we noticed the huge amount of
spray coming from the fast vehicles driving along in the rain. We were praising
the fact we brought umbrellas and pleased it wasn’t a cold day but still quite
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took a wander around the streets with no luck finding other temples and shrines
so we decided to head back towards the train station and look for somewhere to
eat. We seemed to have wandered around for a long while in the shopping centre
looking for food until we found somewhere worth trying which was called ‘The
Glass Dance’. We walked into a rustic restaurant with very large wooden barrels
overtaking the whole room from the ceiling. The place looked quite quiet too
but we had to sit as though we were in a waiting room until we were soon called.
We were both escorted to our table right in the front corner and we were both
given a free glass of water. We soon picked out what we wanted to eat and we
waited for someone to show up to get our order. 20 minutes went by and we were
still waiting whilst everyone else was getting served when we didn’t. I was
becoming quite irate at this point as was Craig who eventually stood up to get
there attention not looking happy. We eventually got seen too and no sooner did
we place our order did we get our food right in front of us. Despite the bad
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took our leave heading back to the opposite side of the train station and on
the map, we noticed a few more temples and shrines along the route as well as a
river; by this point the sun was out and shining bright. Time passed and then
we came upon the first temple, which was closed in around the larger buildings
surrounding it but it was very interesting to view especially the gravestones
along the side. We eventually left making our way to the river tama with a good
feeling we were on the right track. We walked up alongside a freeway bridge and
then we were welcomed by the absolute beautiful huge river tama. There were
skyscrapers to our left and a huge white bridge spanning the river far to the
right of us. Because the sky was cleared of clouds, the whole area filled up
with a pure colour of sky blue. We walked half way across the bridge looking
out for the several cyclists passing us by and then we stopped to admire the
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moment later after stopping, a speedboat was heading towards us with a skier on
the back drifting along the water causing a lot of spray. Just before they went
under the bridge, the skier acknowledged us, which was brilliant. We eventually
made our way back towards central </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Kawasaki</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">
along another narrow brick pathway. However, we then realised we were walking
through the seedy side of the area with clubs and women; it was the friendliest
seediest place I had ever walked through. Halfway along Craig and I located a
temple and then a larger shrine area with a lot more to show. We spent quite a
while despite getting bit by flies. We eventually made our way back towards the
train station through the outdoor sheltered shopping area to take our leave
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were still overwhelmed with how busy the station was but we were growing
accustom to it. We easily found our platform as at this point of the trip we
had become train station Jedi. We took our seats straight away for the long
journey ahead and relaxed swaying with the train along the tracks. Over time,
the train began to fill up quite drastically and quite often, Craig and I were
nodding off but had to focus on our stop. Speaking of which, we had made it
back to the dark station of Nishi Kunitachi. Finally, we were off the train and
heading to our favoured local shop for one of the large apples they had to
offer. The staff must have loved us coming in as it was something new to them
to see 2 idiot Geordies walking into the shop each day. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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back to Tomoko’s house and spent the next half an hour eating our huge apples
and then headed down for our evening dinner; the apple was just the starter to
us. A lovely spread of rice and raw salmon was made up for us along with macha
green tea. All the while, we were all having a great conversation with Tomoko
about anything and everything with laughter. We were praising her for all the
hospitality she was providing as well as the comforts of home too. It was
really late at this point and so we both headed up for a well deserved rest for
tomorrows final full day in the </span><st1:place style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:city></st1:place><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">
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first thing I felt when I woke up was a brief moment of light-headedness maybe
due to the jet lag kicking in. I headed downstairs to see if I could remedy the
situation with breakfast, which was already prepared for us both. Craig had a
head start on me so I had to play catch up with the nice yoghurt and small
sweet buns waiting for me. The breakfast definitely worked on my moment of
faintness and I felt great for today’s venture into the heart of <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city>. We spent a short
moment packing essentials and then with no hesitation, we left for Nishi Kunitachi
station. No sooner did we arrive at the station did we climb aboard to the next
station of Tachikawa; straight onto the favoured Chuo Line straight to <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:city></st1:place>. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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would take a long while to get too so for the time being we would join everyone
else on the train that were either sitting or standing. The one thing they were
all doing though was concentrating on their phones. Not one person would look
at each other, only what was on their screens. It looked quite strange in a way
but I was fixated on this breathtaking urban jungle flying by the window.
Overtime the train would fill with people and then it hit us that we were stuck
in rush hour heading to <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city>.
There was hardly any room to move around for a while and as Craig and I were
westerners, time and again, we were being stared at as though we were a couple
of alien life forms. Time passed and then the call came out stating we had
arrived in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city>.
Excitement built up with the thought of being in this great city fantasising
for months about being here. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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soon as we left the train, it was hectic beyond imagination with everyone going
everywhere and anywhere; crazy would have been an understatement. Once more, we
would take our time making sure we were heading in the right direction and so
we found one of the many exits out of the station; maranouchi central exit. We
were welcomed by the immediate sight of skyscrapers all around and these were
huge compared to the ones in Shinjuku; for once I felt like an ant. To be
honest as soon as we left the area we had no real clue what we were going to do
with our time here. Therefore, we decided to wander down along towards one of
the many main roads hoping to stumble on something interesting. We did hope to
see top sights here such as the Skytree tower, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city> tower and possibly some hidden temples.
For now, we were admiring the sights and sound around us especially the sound
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down the long road we took, we noticed sections being cordoned off with no
understanding of the reason behind it. We joked on thinking it was for us as a
welcome to </span><st1:place style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">Japan</st1:country-region></st1:place><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">.
We faced reality though and moved on from the area focusing on the search for
the sky tree. We found ourselves heading towards the area that had the highest
skyscrapers as we had no real clue where it was. Whether we could find it or
not, it didn’t matter as we were enjoying the sights around us. A new sound
came to our ears which were several helicopters circling the area; I had never
seen this many helicopters at one time so it was truly special to witness given
the fact we were in </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">.
We headed closer to the large skyscrapers and came across a bridge overlooking
the congested traffic ahead of us. Once we got to the bridge we could relax for
a moment and then we caught sight of what we called ‘transformer trucks;
futuristic type trucks with chrome finishing. I couldn’t stop looking at them
type of vehicles thinking they would transform into a robot; we were in </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;"> so anything was
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continued on with no luck in finding the sky tree until Craig asked someone in
his best Japanese. The woman escorted us both to the nearest subway station and
stated that we would need to head to a place called Osiage, which was quite a
few stops away; however this would take us directly to the famous Sky tree. The
trouble was that we couldn’t use our rail passes on the subways so we had to
pay for our tickets; they were extremely cheap though costing us 220 yen each
so, we paid and immediately boarded the train. It was quite weird to be staying
in the dark tunnels compared to whizzing by the city buildings; we weren’t on
the train long as we made it to Osiage.</span></div>
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made our way up the few escalators to the sight of a large group of people
gazing up at the sky. We had to go join them and so we stood outside and gazed
upon this humungous structure reaching the heavens; the Sky tree. What a
magnificent tower it was and I was completely speechless at the sight of it;
Craig couldn’t believe he was standing in front of this structure too and we
couldn’t wait to get to the top. We took the short walk to it and my neck was
beginning to hurt with the fact I was constantly staring up at it. We
eventually entered the base of the building and joined the ever growing queue
to get up it. 2,060 yen charge was ahead of us which was a bit of expense but I
knew it would be worth it for what we were about to see at the top.</span></div>
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once we paid, Tokyo had a brilliant device called an elevator to the 350</span><sup style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva";">th</sup><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">
floor; none of this climbing countless stairs to the top. Speaking of which, we
were placed into the largest elevator I had ever been in holding about 20
people inside. The elevator was dark with a beautiful light show inside on the
ascent up which also caused quite a bit of pressure due to the height we were
at and speed we were going. As soon as we reached the top, the doors opened to
reveal a huge amount of people overlooking the most breathtaking sight I had
seen for a very long time; a 360 degree view of the entire city of Tokyo and
beyond. We could see for miles even with the bright suns glare shining on the
skyscrapers in the distance. Craig and I were amazed and gobsmacked with the
shear drop far below us too as we got as close to the huge windows as we could.
We covered the whole area looking at every detail and then we noticed an ice
cream parlour when we reached the opposite side. Therefore, with no hesitation,
we took an ice cream break with the best view possible.</span></div>
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realised beforehand that we could reach a higher point in the tower but this
would result in us paying an extra 1,030 yen to get to the 445</span><sup style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva";">th</sup><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">
floor. We were reluctant to pay but we ended up paying and using a separate
elevator to get us there. Of course once we reached the higher point, we were
welcomed by a similar sight of Tokyo city all around us. Nothing changed much
with the horizon from below but the only difference was the even bigger drop. I
couldn’t believe it when I had seen workers right on the edge and on top of the
lower level; that must have been one hell of a sight for them being where they
were. The higher area we were in formed a kind of spiral to a higher point so
we slowly made our way up and around just like the dozens of people following
suit. We eventually reached the top with nothing more to see so we made our way
back down the elevators to the 350</span><sup style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva";">th</sup><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;"> floor.</span></div>
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were about to make our way back to the base but then we noticed there were
floors accessible below which was home to a glass floor so we had to experience
that. Therefore, down the stairs we went and joined the crowds of people who
were mentally preparing themselves to walk on the glass floor. What was funny
though was the fact that there was quite a lot of very young children walking
or crawling along the 2 metre glass without a care in the world, whilst there
was a few adults looking very scared putting one foot on it. There was one
woman who caught my eye who looked so scared she was clinging onto the towers
structure without moving an inch. Craig and I decided to take the young children’s
approach and brave the walk across it; it was quite exhilarating to be honest
as we stared down to the death-defying drop. It was time to head back down to
the ground at this point and so we took the large elevator to the base quite
rapidly and already making our way back to the subway station going over what
an incredible feeling it was to actually be inside the tower overlooking the
beautiful vast city of <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city>.
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were getting the hang of using the ticket machines resulting in us receiving
our correct tickets and quite surprising to us, we actually helped someone out
with purchasing there train ticket. On the train,it was another short run
before we decided to get off at an area called Shimbashi. It took a very long
time to get out of the station as it was overwhelming with people moving around
and about. We also decided to get lost in the station for a while becoming
quite dizzy with our surroundings but with all the luck in the world, we found
our way onto <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">Shimbashi Square</st1:address></st1:street>.
It was truly a beautiful little square with quite a few unique features but no
more so than a black steam locomotive as a centre piece of the square. What an
incredible sight it was as well as the elaborate Japanese signage, large
advertisement screens around us and a feminine type water feature to finish it
off; every fibre in my body had to stop me from climbing into the train and so
we moved on and stumbled on McDonalds. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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didn’t care we walked into McDonalds as we were starving at this point and so
we had a quick bite to eat for the next hour. To be honest it was the most
sophisticated McDonalds I ever sat in with businessmen on their laptops and
phones. We eventually left and decided to take a wander down a very long
straight street. Time went by still on this pathway and we felt as though we
were on an endless walk until finally, something amazing appeared through the
tall skyscrapers; Tokyo tower. It was a monstrous structure especially the
closer we walked to it.</span></div>
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though we had to walk through a very quiet small park area still gazing at this
marvellous tower. The first thing we caught sight of once next to the tower was
a unique happy looking mascot sculptures, surrounded by colourful flowers. What
was even better was the sight of an ice cream stall, which we definitely took
advantage of whilst resting.</span></div>
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this point, we were beginning to lose the light and we thought the day was
over; however, not far of a walk away we stumbled on the fascinating Zo Jo Ji
temple. We were eager to see this temple, which poked out from the trees
surrounding it so we took the walk over. The first thing we had seen upon
arrival was an incense burner in front of a smaller temple. What looked magical
was there was an elderly woman performing a small ritual waving the smoke
towards her and breathing it in. We then entered the small temple and witnessed
a most beautiful sight of the Buddhist shrine with unique Buddhist alter,
drums, golden lighting and candles to finish it off perfectly. We stayed only
for a short moment and then we made our way to the grandest temple we had seen
so far on this trip. We walked into a vast area and we couldn’t have timed our
arrival better as we heard the initial sound of Buddhist monks banging drums in
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were only a few people inside but at first, we were the only foreigners inside
as everyone else was there to pray. Craig and I were completely mesmerised with
the sounds of drums and the sight of monk’s right in front of us. We decided to
take a seat for another rest and enjoy the ceremony; then the monks left the
area for a good few minutes. Suddenly we heard louder drumming from the back of
the temple, which signalled the next stage of the ceremony. 8 monks came out
synchronised with the front one banging a little chime. 6 of them placed
themselves at each side of the remaining 2 at the centre. All of a sudden,
gongs from a metallic pot type instrument began to echo the temple along with
the soothing sound of the monks chanting a unique sound I have always wanted to
witness. We were lost in thought by the sounds in front of us with the strong
smell of incense sticks. A while went by until the ceremony was over and
everyone began to leave quietly. The monks closed the huge wooden doors behind
us all and then it was night time.</span></div>
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an incredible day we had and it was over so we took the long walk back to
Shimbashi as we gazed at Tokyo tower one more time. What a beautiful view I
thought at the sight of skyscrapers at night with the scattering of lights in
the buildings. By the time we returned to the beautiful square, it became clear
we were going to hit hard with the evenings rush hour; everyone in their work
suits were bombarding the area in order to get home. We were reluctant to even
join them but we wanted to return to Tomoko’s house; so we braved it and went
in with as much dignity as we could.</span></div>
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the train we went heading back to Tokyo and we were soon becoming squashed and
knocked around when we entered the Chuo line train. Craig and I actually shared
a look to each other of disbelief of how manic it was. To be honest there was
something quite beautiful being a part of this experience but as time went on
we finally made it back to Tachikawa in one piece. One little trip to Nishi
Kunitachi station ended our train riding for the day and thank god we thought
taking the quiet walk back to Tomoko’s house. We took a quick trip into the
local shop ‘Summit’ mesmerised with the unique items once more especially the
sight of huge apples and grapes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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returned to the house and Tomoko was not in. However, she prepared us a
Japanese selection of food placed in a wooden black box. As I was about to eat,
I accidently knocked over a small bowl of my soup which I cleaned up; sorry
Tomoko. Maybe it was meant to happen anyway as for the first time on the trip I
turned away from this soup due to the unpleasant taste of the mushrooms. What an
incredible day we had I thought as we eventually headed off to sleep
remembering the beautiful ceremony sounds of the Zo Jo Ji temple; truly
fascinating.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Tokyo, Japan35.6894875 139.6917063999999321.7112835 119.03740939999993 49.6676915 160.34600339999992tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-81167607350812439652018-03-15T09:07:00.000+00:002018-03-15T09:07:32.699+00:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 3<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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was rattling in the morning meaning the typhoons tail wind had disappeared.
This resulted in a bright sunny day when we eventually woke up from a descent
night’s sleep. We headed downstairs to a most welcoming sight of breakfast
courtesy of Tomoko. There was a nice spread of food such as small bowls of
diced fruit as well as a plateful of French toast with syrup; macha green tea
too; all absolutely delicious and definitely filled our stomachs. Our main
priority today was to retrieve our Japan rail passes, which meant a trip to a
place called Shinjuku. Because we had just arrived late the previous night, we
had no real bearings of the area we were in but not to worry though as Tomoko
was kind enough to escort us around the area and show us how to get to the
nearest train station. Therefore, we left her house to explore the area and
there was never a time I didn’t smile at the thought I was in Japan. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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took a slow walk revelling in the sight of very small cube like cars passing by
as well as Japanese citizens going about there day to day life. We passed a
small supermarket called ‘Summit’, which we would take advantage of throughout
our time here. We also walked alongside a very small temple area, which I
wouldn’t have minded taking a closer look but for now, we were closing in on
our train station. We had arrived at Nishi-Kunitachi train station where Tomoko
took her leave with us now figuring out how to use the payment machine and
understanding the train’s route to Shinjuku. It took quite a bit of time to
figure out but we had managed it after numerous attempts. This was also the
first time we caught sight of the vending machines, which were famous around
Japan. There were some bizarre items such as green tea, coffee in a can and
even isotonic drinks called ‘pocari sweat’. I went for the pocari sweat and to
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next concern was to stand at the right platform; luckily, this station only had
2 so with a brief look at the directions on the signs we stood at platform 2
hoping it was the right one. As we were at a quiet area, there was hardly
anyone at the station but I had a feeling it wouldn’t be like that on the
train. Speaking of which, the train finally pulled up with us climbing aboard
straight into an empty carriage. We both had smiles on our faces realising we
were beginning our adventurous trip. The train made its way to the next station
of Tachikawa and then when we arrived, we were confused whether to leave the
train or not as this was where the train terminated. We did get off it but then
straight back on to see where it went. We didn’t care at the fact this was
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eventually got moving again back towards our previous station so we had a
browse at the onboard route map and realised this train would not take us
directly to Shinjuku resulting in us having to get off the train further down
the line and transfer to the correct one. For the time being though I would
admire the fact we were whizzing by compact tall buildings. At times, the land
would span out below us revealing the huge mountains far to the west; it looked
quite magical knowing adventure was in that direction too. We eventually left
the train onto the next one finally heading in the right direction and back
into the urban jungle of <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city>’s
outer city. What was great about this train was that it was a rapid service
meaning we would miss quite a few train stations. This resulted in us arriving
at Shinjuku a lot quicker than we thought and we were raring to get off and
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soon as we got off, the whole area was very busy compared to the quiet train
station we left from. Everyone was rushing around as though they were late for
work or a meeting whereas Craig and I took a slow walk through the station
trying to find the exit; it was as though everyone was in fast forward. Finally,
we made it out of the station straight onto the main street and this was my
first taste of experiencing skyscrapers and busy city life. What an incredible
feeling to feel dwarfed by these monstrous structures in this surprisingly hot
weather. We made our way across to the opposite train station to locate the
office for our passes and with a bit of searching for it we managed to locate
it welcomed by the sight of a queue forming. This was the area we encountered
quite a lot of English travellers for the first time since being in </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">London</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;"> so in a way it was
quite bizarre to be amongst them. Anyway, we eventually retrieved our passes
for the 3 weeks ahead and I felt a sudden relief when we finally received them
knowing the feeling of freedom we had using them. For now though we would enjoy
the fact we were in Japan taking in all the sights Shinjuku had to offer.</span></div>
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headed back onto the main street loving life as we made our way amongst the
hustle and bustle towards the largest skyscraper area. The temperature was at
an outstanding 32 degrees and I could feel all of it on myself. We tried to
blend in with the crowd as best as we could but to be honest it was hard given
the fact we were a couple of idiot western travellers; we couldn’t have stood
out more even if we tried. We took our time walking around admiring each unique
detail of convenience stores, restaurants and Japans way of life. There were
times we had to move aside from cyclists passing by especially the unique
looking ‘Mama Chari’ bikes as women were carrying quite a lot of things on them
including children. We were wandering around for a while until it looked as
though there was nothing interesting further down to see. Making our way back
the opposite way we came upon a nice-looking area to browse. This small section
was the most elaborate with exaggerated advertisements as well as Japanese
kanji writing spread all around us. We entered into a tech shop amazed by what
they had to offer. We eventually left the area back out into the humid and hot
sun wondering where to head next.</span></div>
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consulted a large map of Shinjuku and I noticed a huge patch of green marking
out Shinjuku National Garden Park. It sounded interesting so we headed easterly
finding the entrance with ease. It was quite nice to look upon a bit of
greenery in this city but for now, we headed for the closest restaurant as it
was dinner time. The first place we came across was a ramen restaurant so then
we thought, let us begin the trip with tradition and then we entered into a
quiet area. We sat at the closest table and went through the menu trying to
figure out what it had said; luckily for us, the menu was a picture menu
therefore, we decided to have the same thing of ramen noodles with pork and boiled
eggs. We received a free glass of cold water, which was brilliant. We sat and
actual admired the tableware and condiments of spices and soy sauce until two
large bowls arrived at our table. We both slurped our way through the delicious
food more so Craig than me until we ran out of noodles. We paid our cheap bill
and made our way back out to explore the garden park.</span></div>
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a cheap 200-yen charge, we entered to the vast green area wondering where to
explore first. We immediately began walking along a huge avenue of large trees
already lost for words with how peaceful the area had become. The park opened
out to large fields and then above the treetops, I could see large skyscrapers
and towers poking out giving me the feeling as though I was in central park in
New York City. For now, we were in Shinjuku and already heading to our next
area of the garden. We were making our way to a Japanese garden area and then
the first sight we came across were pruned bonsai trees, bushes and then the
sight of a majestic small lake with a temple as the central piece. What a fantastic
sight to stumble on so we made our way towards the temple admiring the large
carp gliding under the water so peacefully. We made it to the temple structure
and so, we stood overlooking the lake below us as well as the greenery stretching
far in front with complete silence around; it was fantastic for our first full
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and beautifully designed bushes at the centre. We were only here for a brief
moment until we decided to head towards the exit; along the way, we encountered
quite a few large spider webs, which looked quite horrifying to be honest but
not as horrifying as the spiders themselves. They looked like the scariest
creatures I ever did see but to be honest, they must have been the most
harmless; the vibrant colours from some of them were incredible. We were
nearing the exit when we decided to get our first taste of Japans ice cream.
Craig was eager for me to try it and so we did and it had to be one of the top
contenders on my worldly trail of the best ice cream. We left the wonderful
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took our time going over the train routes understanding them a lot clearer now
and so we made our way through the busy crowd to the correct platform. We were
boarding the Chuo line rapid service back to Tachikawa. The train was quite
full so we had to stand up holding onto the handles trying to stay on our feet.
A long while went by watching the city become distant until eventually we made
it back to Tachikawa. Next train to Nishi-Kunitachi was only one stop away so
we quickly made it back to where we started. The short walk brought us to the
supermarket </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Summit</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">
so we entered looking on at the unique items they had to offer. Craig was
ecstatic at the sight of his most favoured hotel bread, which was an inch-thick
soft loaf. We browsed around looking at all the unique fish, drinks and savoury
snacks until we left for Tomoko’s house.</span></div>
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settled down, we made our way to receive our evening dinner thanks to Tomoko.
We sat down to a noodle and bolognese type dish and a crème caramel; no
chopsticks required which was a relief. For the remainder of the evening I was
talking to Tomoko about our day and my travel stories, which she enjoyed quite
a bit. By this time, it was getting quite late and so we headed up to bed going
over how brilliant our first full day in Japan hoping the rest of the trip
would be similar or even more fascinating.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan35.6938401 139.7035494000000435.642261600000005 139.62286840000004 35.7454186 139.78423040000004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-23667471794168668852018-03-14T10:43:00.000+00:002018-03-14T10:43:06.758+00:00Autumn Aurora in Japan - Day 1 - Day 2<br />
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months of saving has brought me to my most adventurous trip I had long awaited
for; the fantastic world of <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Japan</st1:place></st1:country-region>.
I had a mixture of anticipation and yet disbelief at the thought of taking this
brilliant adventure. What was even better was that I would be sharing this
experience with my cousin Craig who absolutely adores <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Japan</st1:place></st1:country-region> and its
culture. As he had been to <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Japan</st1:place></st1:country-region>
4 years ago, he would be a great traveller and asset to this trip. Just after midday,
we made our way to <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Newcastle</st1:place></st1:city>
airport thanks to Craig’s partner Heather. She stayed with us for a coffee
after we checked in and dropped our bags off talking about our trip passing the
waiting time well. Unfortunately, for Craig and Heather they had to part ways,
as it was time to take our leave through customs. A while went by as we flew
through customs realising we didn’t have a long time to wait to board our
plane. It was still playing on my mind that we were heading for <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">Japan</st1:country-region></st1:place>
and this was the very start of a long journey. We were sitting in gate 3
looking on at our British airways flight bound for London Heathrow which would
be the shortest flight out of the three. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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felt like the odd ones out amongst the majority of passengers as they were
wearing business suits whereas we looked like a couple of idiot travellers. It
seemed like all systems go once we were boarding the plane immediately grabbing
our seats raring to get going; speaking of which we were soon moving straight
for the runway. We were taking off towards the sea but unfortunately, I
wouldn’t get to see much as I was sitting in the aisle seat. It would have been
nice to see my hometown become distance but I would only be on this flight for
under an hour. We were soon racing up the runway ready to start this epic trip
and we were soon off the ground saying goodbye to our home for 3 weeks. We were
gaining height quite quickly flying above the clouds already receiving the most
British looking snacks I had ever seen of crisps and biscuits. No sooner were
we up in the air than beginning descent down into <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">London</st1:place></st1:city>; if only our next flight would be this
quick I thought as we hit with a hard thud to the ground arriving at the huge
Heathrow airport. I was awe struck with the number of planes large and small around
each gate and terminal. We soon stopped at our gate making our way out for
baggage reclaim. The whole place seemed quite manic but, we knew what we were
doing; not doing bad so far being a couple of idiot travellers. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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retrieving our bags our next step was to find terminal 2 but to get to it we
had to use the Heathrow express. Reluctantly we had found the right place but
it took quite a long walk to get to making use of the flat escalators along the
very long corridors. By the time we had arrived at the underground station the
train was about to leave so we rushed on for the 5-minute journey to the
terminal. I knew we would be riding trains in <st1:country-region w:st="on">Japan</st1:country-region>
so why not start off in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">London</st1:place></st1:city>
I thought and then we came to our stop. As soon as we entered the terminal, we
were immediately confused on where to drop our bags off. We eventually figured
it out as well as sorting our baggage transfer out for the third flight. Once
we received our boarding passes, we immediately made our way to the departure
lounge. We thought we had enough time to have a look around but the truth was
we didn’t as we had to head straight for our gate which to no surprise was at
the far end yet again; why they are always at the other end is beyond me but we
eventually made it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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again we would be the odd ones out as the majority were Chinese passengers
returning home. This and looking at the information board was when it hit me as
to where we were heading too; <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Beijing</st1:city>,
<st1:country-region w:st="on">China</st1:country-region></st1:place>. This
would be the longest of our flying times with a total of 10 hours. This would
be a first for everything for me; my first long haul flight, first time in <st1:place w:st="on">Asia</st1:place> and first time on a huge plane; my god it was huge
as well when I caught sight of it. As soon as we stepped aboard, we had to walk
through business class, which looked amazing with seats at an angle, plenty of
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good enough for Craig and I. This was when I caught sight of the monstrous wing
to my right-hand side; I couldn’t believe how far it reached out. The inside of
the plane was huge with 9 rows of seats and as I looked above the seats I could
see how long the plane was too; first class and business class seemed like
miles away. Yet again, we were raring to go on this huge plane to Beijing and
once the doors were shut, there was no turning back; we were on our way to the
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was quite a queue of planes waiting to take off so it would be a while before
we finally lined up and thundered down the runway. The power coming from the engines
were immense throwing us right into our seats and for some bizarre reason, we
left the ground powering up to higher altitude. Even in the air we could feel
the power of the engines pushing us up higher as we bid farewell to good old </span><st1:country-region style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Britain</st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">. What a
relief it was to see small screens behind each seat set with films, games and
even a virtual map of the stats of the flight, which I loved and took advantage
of as soon as we were able to. I felt so relaxed straight away watching films
as it was smooth flying with the odd bit of turbulence; Craig seemed to be
enjoying this relaxation too. By this point, we had already passed European
countries already flying over towards Russia. Life was great especially when we
received some good food and dessert provided by the flight attendants which
were delicious; the food I mean. Hours went by as I watched quite a few films
at this point still flying over the </span><st1:place style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">Russian Federation</st1:country-region></st1:place><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;"> and then my
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the meantime, I pressed my face against the window to see if there was anything
good to look at. Immediately, I became mesmerised by the bright glittering
stars feeling as though I was flying through space at the sight of Orion’s belt
right in front of me. It felt as though I was eye level with it and not looking
up to it; what a breathtaking sight it was and it seemed as though everyone was
missing out as they were fast asleep. It wouldn’t be long until I would be
joining them for the next hour or two.</span></div>
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very long while went still with constant smooth flying and then once I woke up,
I noticed daylight creeping majestically over the horizon in front of us creating
a purple/orange glow towards the <st1:place w:st="on">Far East</st1:place>.
Despite this beautiful view, the air hostess was persistent that I kept my
window cover down for other passengers sleeping; I did manage to peek through
now and again. Yet more hours went by until finally we began our smooth descent
down towards <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Beijing</st1:city></st1:place>.
By this point, everyone was awake with all the covers up looking down onto the
Chinese mountains far below us. It was quite foggy approaching the airport too
not at all sure whether it was actual fog or pollution. A familiar thud to the
ground brought us to Beijing and once again, I was in disbelief that this was
happening; that I was now in China though not for a long time, as we would need
to get to our final plane. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the plane came to a stop where there were a couple of busses waiting for us all
and what a relief it was to finally get out of my seat given the fact I never
stood up once for the whole 10 hours resulting in my legs feeling like jelly. I
was standing on Chinese soil; or tarmac so to speak and it was at this point
when I caught sight of the humungous plane we were on; what an incredible
machine it was to bring us all this way from London. With Craig and I squashed
in the transport bus, we made haste for terminal 3, coming to terms that we
were 8 hours ahead of home. We found it quite easy to find our way through the
terminal upon arrival heading straight through customs despite Craig and I
feeling a bit tired. I managed to get through customs with 3 for 3 clearances
in all airports we had been at whereas Craig had to be searched due to having
coins in his pocket. Once again, as we passed through customs we didn’t have
enough time to look around so we quickly walked to our gate.</span></div>
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were beginning to board when we arrived so we soon cleared through security and
onto the smaller plane to our final destination. Craig and I wouldn’t be sitting
together on this flight so I sat pretty much at the back of the plane in the
aisle seat again for the 3-and-a-half-hour flight to </span><st1:city style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">. We left the gate heading for the
runway but soon after, an announcement came out saying that we would have to
return to the gate due to the fact there was a strong typhoon over southern
Japan, which was along our flight path of course. Great we thought but then
shortly after another announcement came on stating we were about to take off. I
was quite happy about that due to the fact I didn’t want to hang around Beijing
airport any longer and I’m sure Craig was feeling the same way who was far
ahead of me. We gained a lot of speed and back up in the air we went for the
third and final time leaving </span><st1:country-region style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on">China</st1:country-region><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">
for </span><st1:country-region style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;" w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Japan</st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14pt;">.
This flight was a lot bumpier than the previous flight but I didn’t care so
long as it got us to our destination in one piece.</span></div>
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time, the turbulence gradually subsided and so we could all relax for a moment
enjoying our food provided by the air flight attendants. Up ahead throughout
the journey, I could hear a child screaming and to me it actually sounded like
a mixture of a monkey and a seagull; god knows how Craig put up with it as he
was practically sitting right in front of him. The flight seemed to take longer
than expected to approach <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:city></st1:place>
and then I realised we had to be diverted a long way from the typhoon of
course. However, we were beginning our descent into Haneda airport, which was
when my excitement built up despite my tiredness. I could see patches of light
at the window from what I could see from the aisle seat and we were close to
the ground. This was the hardest thud to the ground out of the three flights
but we slowed down finally arriving in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tokyo</st1:place></st1:city>.
I had made it, I couldn’t believe I was half way around the world and I
couldn’t wait to explore this fascinating place. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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now, we were all leaving the plane where I met up with Craig inside the
airport. He didn’t really look that happy due to the fact that the screaming
kid I heard sat right behind him and was kicking his seat pretty much the whole
journey. We eventually made it to baggage reclaim and I had to go to the
toilet. This was when I got my first sight of Japanese culture/technology; the
toilet. It looked futuristic with a remote-control system for flushing, water
sprays and other peculiar settings to which I was afraid to touch. By the time
I returned to Craig, he had our rucksacks with him forgetting how heavy they
were when we placed them over our shoulders. Out of the airport, we received
our entry stamp then we had to think about getting to our first place of stay. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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would have to use the local bus to get to a place called Tachikawa, which was a
good 41km away to the West. We had to purchase a bus ticket before boarding so
with Craig taken the lead, we managed to get our correct tickets and stand at
the correct bus stand. This was when I
got my first taste of Japanese air, still in disbelief I was here. We had to
wait for about 15 minutes but what was great was there was an assistant who
would place your bags in front of the bus stop without us having to carry them;
all we had to do was stand in the line and wait for our correct bus. It
eventually arrived and we climbed aboard with a few others but once more, we
were the odd ones out. We got under way making short pick-ups too until we
eventually ate up the miles. I got my first happy moment actually just riding
around through the busy traffic and new sights around me of huge buildings,
which were dominating the land. Whilst riding through the tunnels, sleep got
the better of me as I drifted off for the next 30 minutes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the time I woke up, we were closing in on Tachikawa. Immediately I was amazed
at the brilliant sight of lit up streets and elaborate Japanese signs and anime
on most of the buildings. Eventually we arrived at our stop just outside of the
palace hotel realising how windy, humid and wet it was in this urban jungle.
The area we were at was so quiet, we would have heard a pin drop; all we could
hear was the rustling of the nearby trees as well as distant cars weaving
through the city area. At this point, we were trying to contact our host called
Tomoko; with no luck, we decided to wander around the streets looking for a
quick snack as well as admiring the area along the way. We eventually returned
to the palace hotel and we both sat on the ground like a couple of homeless
Geordies. Bizarrely, that was the moment I felt quite peaceful due to the
quietness and the warm wind with nobody in sight. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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numerous attempts contacting Tomoko, she finally answered the call. She was
picking us up very soon so we headed over to the front of the palace hotel
awaiting pick up joking on to pass the time. What a relief it was when she
pulled up right in front of us as we greeted ourselves as well as placing our
heavy rucksacks in the boot of her car. We left for the very short drive to her
home where we would spend the next 4 nights already wondering what life was
going to be like during them nights. Craig would have a good talk with her
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finally came to a stop at her home which was hidden away quite well as we were
escorted straight to her front door. We entered into a western type house where
we immediately removed our shoes and replacing them with slippers. Up the
stairs we went and straight to our room and then I realised we were going to be
sleeping on bunk beds with me claiming the top bunk. She also gave us a quick
tour of her home as well as showing us how to use the facilities. She
eventually left us to it stating that she would provide us dinner later on in
the evening. I then realised the top bunk I had claimed so eagerly happened to
be pink and Craig was blue; plus, it looked quite difficult to climb the ladders
which were next to the wall. Not to worry though, I managed to get up at this
old age of 26. We unpacked a few things feeling quite relaxed and then it was
time to head down to see what Tomoko had on offer for us. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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headed down into a small dining area with a very large wooden table where our
food was already waiting for us. It looked very filling despite it being rice
and meat along with tofu and a dessert of something called mochi. I was
reluctant to try it but I did and quite enjoyed the whole thing to be honest.
It was quite funny too trying to hold the chopsticks correctly as I hadn’t mastered
that technique yet. We were talking to Tomoko a lot about our flights as well
as previous ventures until our food was finished. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the amazing food she provided for us at such a late hour and then we headed off
to bed for the first time in a long time. The tail wind from the typhoon was
quite strong through the night as a lot of objects were rattling outside. We
didn’t care though as we were very tired from the epic journey to <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">Japan</st1:country-region></st1:place>
and we both drifted off to sleep raring for our first full day to begin.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Japan36.204824 138.2529249.549143 96.944330000000008 62.860505 179.561518tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-11512760705474437092017-03-08T11:02:00.001+00:002017-03-08T11:02:43.477+00:00Blissful Slopes of Bansko - Travel Review and Advice<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;">Leap of Faith Travel
Review</span></u></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 5;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><u>Bansko</u></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Bansko,
Bulgaria, Brilliant!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">What
an incredible time I had amongst the cold slopes of Bansko so full of adrenaline
packed adventure for all levels of this marvellous sport of skiing and
snowboarding. Even with the adrenaline packed week I had I couldn’t have felt
more relaxed also if I had tried. The people and culture of Bulgaria were
fascinating and I absolutely adored the atmosphere of the old smoky town of
Bansko. With its narrow cobbled streets, stonework buildings and worn down rooftops,
it definitely gives you the feeling of stepping back in time with very little interference
of modernised buildings. Plenty of restaurants and nightclubs scatter
throughout the town but not enough to overtake the good old atmosphere.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">This
trip was more about the skiing and as a first time skier I was pretty nervous
about what I was about to do. I needed somewhere which specialised in beginner
skiers and Bansko was the answer. Balkan Holidays was the answer too to my
question about which company I would take the trip with. Along with the
impressive reviews I had read they were extremely cheap too. There wasn’t a
doubt in my mind about booking with this company and I was about to experience
more than I expected during my ski trip. They also provided brilliant
activities, transfers, and excursions which I took full advantage of. The activities
I did were:</span></div>
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culture in one night with dancers and band as well as the history whilst enjoying
good local food and Rakia.</span></div>
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take to the board and discover a new way of riding the slopes with great
instruction throughout.</span></div>
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first time or your 100<sup>th</sup> time, this is definitely a ride you don’t want
to miss as you ride your way up and down the ski road.</span></div>
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return to the airport take a guided trip to the city of Sofia to learn about
the culture and history of the city with an option to explore Sofia’s shopping
centre.</span></div>
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ski brief at the beginning of the trip was very well organised by Balkan
Holidays and the staff were extremely fun and friendly throughout. During a ski
brief you will eventually receive your weeks ski pass card giving you access to
all ski lifts and gondola. You will also receive a small form to fill out to retrieve
the correct skis for your weight and height. This must be filled in correctly
otherwise having the wrong type of skis could result in injury.</span></div>
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accommodation was a place called Hotel Pirin; a 4 star hotel on a half board
basis. With a beautiful room, comfortable beds, en-suite, breakfast and evening
dinner, indoor swimming pool and sauna as well as helpful staff, it was all I needed
due to the fact I was out skiing most of the day. Despite this it was a
fantastic hotel not too far from the central area and gondola station. What was
great was that a transport service was provided to get from the hotel to the
gondola station at 8:30am so it was one less thing to worry about. The food at
the hotel was outstanding and certainly filled my stomach each encounter.</span></div>
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I took the trip I had pre-booked skiing instruction throughout the whole week
which is definitely advisable for a beginner skier. I was so glad I did this as
I met some incredible people and my instructor was absolutely brilliant. The Instructor
was called Katy Harding and she was constantly praising each of us for our achievements
and extremely helpful on our faults. Throughout the week she built our
confidence up one by one going through the very basics of skiing with safety
being priority. She also pushed our abilities further by taking us down some
slightly harder routes and we all loved her by the end of the week.</span></div>
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cost of my brilliant journey to Bulgaria including:</span></div>
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Newcastle – Sofia – Newcastle including 23kg luggage</span></div>
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hotel half board basis</span></div>
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instruction</span></div>
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an absolute bargain I thought especially with everything you get and with all
this there was no need to take a great amount of spending money. The activities
and excursion I went on were reasonably priced too which is why I took full
advantage of it. </span></div>
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finish off this wonderful place is of course the breath-taking views of the Pirin
Mountains which is home to outstanding natural beauty. I truly adored this
place and so should you. Be prepared for the odd fall on the slopes like I experienced
but please take care as there are plenty of bad accidents on the slopes; safety
is priority.</span></div>
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equipment I brought along for the trip was:</span></div>
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best advices I can give are staying safe and having fun. What great thing to do
also is to place your ski pass in an inside chest pocket of your thick jacket to
save you from taking it out all the time, the scanners will still pick up your
pass through your pocket.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><a href="http://www.balkanholidays.co.uk/" target="_blank">www.balkanholidays.co.uk</a> - book your ski trip away with Balkan Holidays</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><a href="http://www.banskoski.com/en" target="_blank">www.banskoski.com/en</a> - up to date information about weather, conditions and events</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><a href="http://www.sportsdirect.com/SearchResults?DescriptionFilter=ski%20equipment" target="_blank">http://www.sportsdirect.com/SearchResults?DescriptionFilter=ski%20equipment</a> - for good and cheap ski equipment</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bulgarian Landscape</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">So
if you are eager to begin this life of skiing then you are in safe hands with
Balkan Holidays. I’d like to thank Balkan holidays for an extremely fun packed
week in the beautiful world of Bulgaria and I finish with this:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Live life to the
fullest</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It’s the best way</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Live every moment
intensely</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Because life is too
short</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Try not to acquire so
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">But instead have
experiences</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Accomplish everything
you want to do</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">No matter the effort it
deserves</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Life is too short and
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Travel Writer: Shaun Davison</td></tr>
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<a href="https://www.facebook.com/shaunstravelwonders" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/shaunstravelwonders</a><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;"> </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com02770 Bansko, Bulgaria41.8404241 23.48565299999995741.7931016 23.404971999999958 41.8877466 23.566333999999955tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-89256800554881957522017-03-05T09:22:00.001+00:002017-03-05T09:22:14.806+00:00Blissful Slopes of Bansko - Day 8<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Pirin Mountains</span></span></b></td></tr>
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January 2016</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
woke up quite early at the horrible thought that I was leaving this fine place
and adventure I experienced this past week. I got up and changed heading
straight down for breakfast only to ensure I was well prepared for my departure
from the hotel. My flight wasn’t until 21:25pm tonight but I was leaving early
to join an excursion to the city of Sofia
beforehand. I stuffed my face once more in the quiet dining room realising Sean
was no where to be seen. I decided to take a couple of boiled eggs with me just
incase I got hungry on the coach trip as I made my way back to my room. I spent
the time triple checking every nook and cranny making sure I hadn’t left
anything behind and I ended up finding 1p and a cigarette in the process. I
kept the 1p but left the cigarette on the desk for one of the cleaners as I
assumed it was one of theirs anyway. Eventually it was time to take my leave as
I had one last look in my room before I closed the door behind me one more time
as I made my way to the lobby. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
forgot how heavy my rucksack was but I knew I wouldn’t have to worry about
carrying it around long enough. I made it to the lobby handing my key card in
and reassuring the receptionist I hadn’t took anything from the fridge in my
room. I soon sat down in the lobby waiting for the coach to arrive. I waited
for a very short time until I could see the coach passing the hotel and turning
around. I thought I would wait until someone came in for me because I didn’t
want to carry my rucksack no more than I needed to and then someone did come
in. It was the guide for the trip so after giving him my voucher and name, he
asked me to make my way to the coach. As I left I realised it was snowing quite
a bit and then as I looked on at the coach, there was nobody on it but the driver.
He came out wrapped up with a cigarette in his mouth as he grabbed my rucksack
and placed it in the hold as I climbed in and took my seat near the front of
the coach. I waited for another 5 minutes before a couple more people came from
my hotel and climbed aboard sitting near the back. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
guide and driver soon got back on the coach and began to drive away to pick up
more passengers. I had one last look at the hotel as we turned the corner with
it disappearing in the distance. I stuck my headphones in straight away as we
were driving along listening to my music and then we came to a stop again to
pick up a few more people. Slowly but surely we made another 4 stop offs around
Bansko with the coach slowly filling up with people. The last hotel was the
Strazhite and I watched on at who was coming out of the hotel. I was surprised
when I had seen Maz, Tracey and their family approaching the coach which I was
happy about. They climbed aboard and they had seen me as we said hello to each
other. They couldn’t sit near me as the front end was full already so they
headed to the back. As I looked out of the window again I could see Flora and
her friends approaching the coach too. They had also seen me when they climbed
aboard and said hello as they made their way to the back as well. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
coach was full now and we were ready to leave the old smoky town of Bansko for
a 3 hour journey to the city of Sofia. The guide eventually spoke to us all
over the tannoy stating his name and informing that we would be taking a short
break along the way due to the length of the journey. Suddenly, this fat middle
aged bloke thought he was king of the castle when he wasn’t happy about the
fact we were taking a break halfway there stating that he already had his
breakfast and just wanted to get straight there. I immediately took a dislike
to him thinking that there are more than you on this trip pal. We left the
beautiful town of Bansko heading North towards Sofia noticing the
journey was a lot smoother and better as far as views were concerned
considering the fact that it was pitch black last time and I was crammed in a
van. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Everywhere
was covered in snow looking like a frosty wonderland outside where as we were
warm in cosy in the coach. It was raining at first and then suddenly it turned
into a snow blizzard as we were eating up the miles. The wipers were rapidly
clearing the windscreen realising how bad it was out there. I was enjoying the
views listening to my music zoning out and then the next thing I knew we were
approaching the half way point where we pulled over for the short break. I then
realised that we had stopped at the same place as we did last week. I left the
coach as did everyone else making our way into the shop as I grabbed pretty
much the same snacks I had at the canteen at Bunderishka Polyana station and
sat down at the tables inside. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was about to sit at my own table when I had seen one of Flora’s friends sitting
at a table so I joined her as we began chatting. Apparently she had the same
idea as me to bring boiled eggs along with us for later which was funny. Maz
then sat next to me and we began talking stating that I didn’t know they were
coming along to Sofia. He then went back to his family when Flora and her other
friends sat with me. We all began talking about what we did last night and I
was telling them about the fat bloke at the front of the coach who thought he
was king of the castle. They didn’t know he was going on like that due to the
fact they were at the back of the coach. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Our
short break had finished and we all had to return to the coach for the second
leg of the journey which was showing more great views along the way. We were
passing small villages set in the surrounding snowy hills as smoke was coming
out of there chimneys in the frosty looking setting. There was quite a big
river flowing along side us at moments too until we joined onto the motorway.
There were some good views in the distance but the snow and low clouds were
obscuring the majority of the views. The snow was getting worse and along the
way I must have counted about 5 snow ploughs clearing the snow off the road and
gritting behind them. Then as I was looking out of the window I could see a
truck pulled over with a police car behind it. The police officer looked like
he was going around the truck with a mirror looking underneath the truck making
me wonder what the driver was hiding. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Not
much happened along the way from then on so I sat back and relaxed trying to
soak in the views. A very long time passed until the guide spoke over the
tannoy stating we were at the outskirts of Sofia. We were driving alongside tall
buildings which looked like a lot of run down apartment blocks until we got to
the central area. The buildings had changed into beautiful architectural
marvels with something I had never seen before. As we were slowly driving
through the centre, the guide was trying to give us some information, history
of the area and the locations we were going to visit. The fat bloke however was
interrupting him now and again which made me want to punch him in the face.
Anyway, we finally pulled up outside a most beautiful church where we all
eventually got out the lovely warm coach into the cold snowy weather. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Whilst
everyone was getting off the coach, I was constantly staring up at the
marvellous church which had a unique design to it. The church was called
‘Aleksandŭr Nevski memorial church’. This stupendous orthodox cathedral was
crowned with a cluster of gilt domes which were shining bright despite the
cloud cover. It looked as though the design was half European and half Middle
Eastern which is why I thought it definitely looked unique. Everyone was off
the coach at this point so we all followed the guide in the slushy snow to the
huge church making our way up the stone steps and through the main entrance. I
was amongst the last to enter into the vast and empty shell of the church and
as like everyone else I joined them in looking upwards and remaining silent
while walking around. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
first thing that had caught my eye was the soft glow of hundreds of flickering
candles. The solemn interior was bathed in amber light too from the glass
windows bringing the light inside. I continued walking over to the other side
of the church towards the alter area. The paintings above on the ceilings were
quite dull as the light was concentrated on the lower areas. The next thing I
had seen was glass covered holes on the church floor showing ancient ruins lit
up by lights which were intriguing. I had a good walk around until I decided to
head back outside as I wanted to look at the unique design of the church again.
I was the first one to step outside and I walked over to the right side of the
church admiring the golden domes and the light green domes below them which
were originally bronze but had weathered away over time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">At
this point everyone was making their way out of the church as I headed over to
them making our way to the next location. I was talking to Maz along the way
admiring the huge snowflakes falling down around the city. We shortly arrived
at our next location which was the church of ‘Sveta Sofia’. This was Sofia’s oldest church which was not as marvellous as the
church we came from but the meaning behind it was no less important for the
people of Bulgaria.
We entered the church with quite a squeeze as we all had to slide through
sideways and once we entered inside it was completely different. Everything
looked modern which was confusing but later realised that there was an
earthquake a very long time ago and they only decided to refurbish the place
recently. I didn’t spend a long time in this church so I stood outside once
again admiring the snow falling and the statue of a huge bronze lion in front
of the church. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Everyone
eventually squeezed out of the door as we made our way west towards our next
location. Along the way there were people throwing snowballs at each other which
made me laugh as we were hear to see the history of the place but instead
throwing snowballs at each other. Anyway we began walking through a small park
area which was covered in snow and scattered around the park were peculiar
statues. There was one weird statue where it was a cartoon car with a man’s
head popping through the top which I assumed had a meaning but couldn’t think
of one at the time. I was mostly enjoying the feel of the snow falling on me
and around me which was a great experience due to the fact that I had never
seen snow like this back home for a very long time. I just loved the fact that
the whole area was filling up with white thanks to the glorious winter snow. </span></div>
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then crossed one of the main roads which the yellow crossing area looked like
something from the wizard of Oz. we were approaching another park but this one
was a lot larger. To be honest it felt as though we were walking through
central park in New York
and then we came upon a large open area with a feminine statue in a ballet pose
with small tubes flowing around and away from her. I was assuming it was a pond
she was on but the snow blanketed the area. Beyond the park area was the
national theatre in front of us which looked picturesque especially with the
statue in front of its vision. It made me wonder what the area looked like
during the summer time. We continued on to our next location which wasn’t far
from where we were. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
were walking through into a courtyard which hidden inside was our next church.
It was called the ‘Rotunda of Sveti Georgi’ and it was quite pretty set tightly
in the courtyard with ancient ruins in front of it covered in snow. We slowly
made our way to the front entrance on the other side. We slowly crammed into
the small church which was far more colourful compared to the exterior. I made
Flora laugh when I was shaking my head like a dog making my way inside. The
inside was decorated in medieval frescoes with quite a glow to it. Everyone was
dripping wet as well so all I could hear was squeaky shoes in the quiet room. I
soon made my way out as did the rest of us as we moved on to the next sight.
The guide was leading us to an area where there were more ancient roman ruins
being excavated above a subway (not the sandwich shop). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was quite a long walk to get to this area heading through the subway entrance
and then back up to the surface again into a huge building. As soon as we
entered we were amazed with the sight of small sections of floor tiles recently
excavated and broken pillars scattered around the area. We went along a metal
walkway overlooking each section of ruins which were carefully preserved for
everyone to see. There were still a few workers inside finishing off their days
work who were preparing the area for tourists. The guide informed us that we
were getting an exclusive look as we were the first ones to see this. Whether
or not it was true I didn’t care as I was admiring the architecture of the
area. Then as we were leaving we could hear a subway train passing underneath
which was quite freaky. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
headed outside and we were making our way to an indoor market further down the
route. Along the way, Flora came up to me and asked if she could take a picture
of me as she was starting a portfolio of travel and wanted a picture of a lone
traveller. I agreed so long as she wasn’t going to put it on crime watch. She
laughed and asked what crime watch was. It took me a couple of minutes to
explain a simple thing which proved difficult. She was laughing still when we
finally approached the market. We were all completely soaking when we entered
the large indoor market shaking ourselves. As soon as I took a better look at
the market the first place that came into my mind was the Grainger market back
in Newcastle. It
looked a bit like a train station as well with green metal columns holding up
the marvelous glass ceiling with an exquisite water feature at the centre. There
were two levels of shops inside and then the guide told us we had 40 minutes to
explore the area and meet back at the water feature. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">So
we all went our separate ways exploring the shops which some shops had
something unique about them but to be honest, nothing stood out for me to buy. Accept
a baker stall in which I bought a strudel type roll and a stringy sweet pastry
with a cherry on top. It didn’t take me long to eat them and as soon as I put
my tray in the bin nearby, a homeless guy was straight in the bin rummaging to
see what I had put in and then he immediately left. I was going to offer him my
boiled eggs from the hotel but he vanished. Anyway I spent the rest of the
limited time on the higher level overlooking the whole marketplace trying to
pick out the other group. A while later, I could see everyone was meeting at
the water feature so I made my way there very quickly and then we all set off
outside into the heavy snow again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
tour was pretty much over due to the fact at how heavy the snow was so we all
followed the guide back to the coach. A while passed until we arrived and just
before I got in, Flora asked for my picture. I didn’t know if she wanted me to
strike a pose looking bewildered and alone in a different world but then she
told me to look at the camera and smile. So I did and then shortly climbed into
the warm coach shaking my head once more. The guide eventually spoke over the
tannoy and stated that some of us had the option to go to the shopping centre.
A lot of the people couldn’t go to the shopping centre as their flight was
earlier than others and didn’t have time to go there. The fat bloke I didn’t like
was getting irate because he realised he couldn’t go to the shopping centre
because of his early flight which to be honest I found funny. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Flora's Picture</b></span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">About
10 minutes later we had arrived in front of the shopping centre and I was in
two minds whether to go or not. I had seen Flora and her friends leaving the
coach and I thought I might as well have a look too. As I was leaving the
coach, I could see Maz and Tracey weren’t leaving so I rushed to the back of
the coach to say goodbye to them one more time. Suddenly the coach slightly
moved with me thinking the driver was making his way to the airport but was
just nudging forward. I rushed off the coach though and seen the guide making
his way back to the coach. He informed me that I had to meet back here at 6:30pm
so with that advice taken on, I entered the shopping centre. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
thought at first it was going to be huge but as I walked in and around it
wasn’t that bad. As I walked in looking like an outcast, I had seen some of the
shops had big named brands that I recognised but there were some that I had no
clue about. There were 3-4 floors of shops that I could explore so there was a
lot of walking around involved. As I was walking around admiring the centre,
there were expensive Jaguar cars scattered around the shopping centre which
were a thing of beauty as everyone was admiring them too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">One
big shop caught my which was a tech shop so I entered immediately admiring the
huge TV screens, GoPro cameras and laptops. To my surprise there were a lot of
Bear Grylls items too from little para cord bracelets to huge machetes which
got me thinking how I would get that through customs without causing alarm.
Once I had my fill of admiring technology, I was making my way out when I got
stopped at the entrance by an elderly staff member. She spoke Bulgarian to me
and I said I couldn’t understand her and then she said “open bag”. Gobsmacked
with what she asked me and instead of causing a scene I opened my bag for her.
She didn’t even have a proper look and walked away; she obviously didn’t see
the 50 inch HDTV I had at the bottom of my bag as I walked off not thinking of
returning to that area. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
decided to head to the bottom level where I came across a pet shop. I walked up
to it and couldn’t believe what was in the shop window. There were 2 little Labrador puppies and quite honestly put a literal meaning
to the song ‘how much is that doggy in the window’. Everyone in the area was
admiring them too as I took my leave exploring the shopping centre. Yet again
nothing really stood out for me to go crazy for so I spent quite a bit of time
sitting on the benches watching on at the hundreds of people weaving in and out
of each other entering and leaving shops. I couldn’t get over how much of an
outcast I was as everyone here was dressed quite smart where as I was dressed
like a traveller. It was almost time to return to the meeting point for the
coach and as I was making my way to the exit, I had seen Flora and her friends
sitting in the café next to the exit. So I made my way to them and they were
happy to see me as I sat with them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">They
were busy playing a game so I was kind of forced to join the game. The game
involved guessing how many letters were in the words they had on a card they
held away from us and if we challenged that person, we had to provide items
related to the word with the amount we said. It was really funny when I had to
figure out 16 different words to describe underwear; I did quite well which
surprised everyone else. Anyway, it was time to head outside into the freezing
weather and heavy snow still to head for the meeting point. As we got outside,
the coach was already there in waiting so we rushed over climbing straight on
as I sat with the women at the back of the bus. There were only us 5 and a few
others on the coach as we made our way straight for the airport. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Along
the way I was offered a piece of fruit which looked like a gigantic orange from
one of Floras friends Sarah. The segment I pulled off was the size of my
passport and was quite tough to chew. It didn’t take us long to arrive at the
snowy looking airport as we grabbed our luggage and thanked the driver and
guide making our way inside the small airport. Once we entered, I looked
straight at the departures board and Newcastle’s
check-in numbers were already up. I went into my small rucksack and looking
underneath the big HDTV for my e-ticket and once I got them out, I immediately
realised how soaking they were because of all the snow today. Luckily the ink
on the sheet wasn’t smudged as I made my way to the desk. I forgot the fact
that Sarah was on the same flight as me too so she followed me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">There
was a free desk opening so I rushed straight to it and dropped my rucksack on
the conveyor belt. The desk staff only wanted my passport so I was panicking
about my e-ticket for no reason. She asked if I wanted a window seat and
immediately said yes as she printed out my ticket and sent my rucksack into
conveyor belts behind the flaps. I made my way back to the group of women
realising I was sitting on the right hand side of the plane which I wanted as I
would get to see my hometown coming in to land. Anyway I stood next to the
other women who were still waiting for their check in numbers. I then decided
to part ways with the group as I wanted to get into the departures lounge so I
made my way to the customs area. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was really small and the queue was very slow as I watched everyone getting
checked. A moment later, I eventually reached the conveyor belt and removed the
essentials. Just before I was about to walk through the scanner I got asked
questions about if I had any liquids or alcohol in my bag by the friendliest
customs officer I’ve ever met. I made my way through the scanner without it
going off but I still got stopped. I was told to place my hands out palms up
first as they scanned my hands on both sides, scanned my body and then scanned
my jacket. They were using a long black stick to scan me which I assumed was a
device to detect drugs or something. With the all clear I grabbed all my things
and made my way to the small departure lounge. As I walked in I decided to enter
the duty free shop and I had seen a few recognisable faces I didn’t think I’d
see again. It was Michael and his family and they were startled to see me so we
had a quick chat about what we did today. I was joking on with his son too at
the fact I ate some of his pork ribs whilst he was sleeping and the fact he was
kicking me accidently in the restaurant last night. We parted ways wishing each
other safe travels as I turned and seen another familiar couple. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was Maz and Tracey which I was happy to see and they were happy to see me
again. They were just leaving duty free so I followed them to their family. I
was telling them about the shopping centre and the incident I had at the tech
shop and they couldn’t believe it. We were having a great conversation until
the call came out for them to make their way to the gate for boarding. I
followed them and as they were leaving to join the queue, I shook Maz’s hand
for the third and final time as he hugged me as did Tracey. I watched them line
up and then another familiar couple were in the same line as them; it was Baz
and Leanne. I shouted on him and he turned around. I wished them both safe
travels as he shook my hand returning the same gesture. They were making their
way into the buses outside as I stayed in the departure lounge looking on at
how bad the snow was out there. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
I turned around, Sarah was close by sitting on the floor as she was charging
her phone waiting for her other friends. We had a quick chat and then I headed
back into duty free to have a better look around at the large quantity items
which were supposed to be cheap but to be honest it was still expensive. As I
walked around the shop I noticed all the young men and women had there hands
full with 3 to 4 x 200 cigarettes balancing their way to the tills. However, I
only left with 2 big bags of skittles and cheap Pringles no expense spared of
course. As I made my way back towards the gate area, another familiar face was
recognised. It was Sean that I hadn’t seen since the snowmobile ride so we had
a good catch up about what we did today. We then parted ways as I headed back
to Sarah now with her friends. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">They
were all sitting on the floor for a moment until we all headed for the nearby
eating area grabbing an empty table. We were all having conversations with each
other until one of the friends took out another board game for us to pass the
time. It was called ‘Articulate’ and basically I had to grab a few cards with
different words on them and I had to try and explain the word without saying
it. We were a team of two and had to get more words correct to move further up
the board to win. I was completely useless at explaining things but managed to
get through each turn somehow. We were laughing when some words were hard to
explain as the time was shortening. Everyone found it funny when I had to
explain the word ‘stalking’ and when I said this is what I would do to Emma
Watson. It definitely passed the time as the snow became heavier outside. I was
also looking on at the departure board and I noticed Newcastle’s flight time had changed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
continued talking and then Adam and his friend came and sat with us. We were
all chatting together until it was time for the majority of the group to take
their leave for the London flight. Flora and her friend gave me a hug saying
safe travels as they left leaving Sarah and I behind. I also shook Sean’s hand
too as he took his leave. Sarah and I were talking away as well as looking on
at the departure board again realising the time changed once more. We were
getting tired at this point and just wanted to get on the plane and go home. An
hour later the call eventually came out to line up and make our way to the
buses outside. After my passport got checked I stepped outside for the first
time in a long while and couldn’t believe how much snow was lying on the
ground. I eventually made my way onto the bus as did everyone else trying to
keep warm. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
drove off for a short ride to the snow covered plane. There was a hell of a lot
of snow on the plane which was a first for me as I began climbing the steps
onto the plane. As I looked behind me people were throwing snowballs at each
other which was quite funny. I was happy when I finally entered the plane
finding my seat and then realising Sarah was sitting next to me. Slowly but
surely everyone was aboard the plane ready to go. However, the pilots weren’t
ready due to the fact they were still waiting on some paperwork before we could
fly. I looked out of my snow covered window at the snow covered wing watching
on at the several snow ploughs clearing the area from deep snow. It hit me then
that this would be the first time I would have experienced taking off in snow.
It must have been another 30 minutes waiting until they finally closed the
doors. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Snow Covered Plane</b></span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Finally
we were going to get under way but then there was another problem. Because of
the deep snow the plane couldn’t get off the line even when the pilot was
putting the throttle right up. The plane was slightly shaking trying to get moving
but it just wouldn’t move. I assumed there were people with shovels around the
wheels clearing the way for us. Then one last high throttle got the plane
nudging forward as we slowly made our way to the runway. Along the way I was
watching the snow trying to slide off the wings thinking it would shoot off
when we would shoot down the runway. Another 10 minutes went by until we came
to a stop again just next to the runway. We were told by the pilot that the plane
was about to get de-iced and momentarily on both sides of the plane approached
2 trucks. The men on the trucks were blasting the snow off the whole plane and
then spraying it down with de-icer. This took another 30 minutes until the
plane finally turned onto the runway. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>View From Window</b></span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was filled with relief and nerves at the fact that we were getting underway
still understanding this would be my first take off in snow. I thought we were
going to speed off straight away but we came to another stop again. The pilot
turned the throttle up really high again but remained stationary causing the
whole plane to shake. I could see some people were gasping but it was nothing
to be honest. Finally we were pushed backwards into our seats as the plane sped
forward about to leave the ground. I could see and feel the front of the plane
lift up and then we were off. Because of the heavy snow we were shaking quite a
bit but nothing really drastic as we made our way above the clouds. The next 20
minutes or so was quite shaky but then finally we were above the cloud line and
away from the heavy snow making our way North
West back home. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
were cruising along eating the miles nice and smoothly then like everybody else
on the plane I drifted off to sleep for the next 1½ hours. When I woke up I was
facing the window and the first thing I had seen was the huge patches of lights
on the ground. It was a beautiful sight to wake up too and as I looked inside
the cabin, pretty much everyone else was still asleep. Sarah was flat out next
to me lounged on the two seats so I continued looking out of the window.
Eventually the patches of light disappeared behind us as we were flying across
the North Sea. I was excited when the pilot
came onto the tannoy stating that they were making their descent into Newcastle. The seat belt
sign came up which woke quite a few people up but then went back to sleep as
did Sarah. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
while passed as we were about 2000 feet in the air and I could still see
nothing but the dark and gloomy sea until we banked left. My face was pressed
against the window when I clapped my eyes on my hometown. It was glorious
seeing my hometown below me as we slowly passed by it onto Cramlington next.
When we passed Cramlington, I could see the place covered in snow but not to
the extreme I witnessed in Bulgaria. Next town was Seaton burn, Then Dinnington
and then the familiar thud on the ground brought us back to Newcastle airport.
The thud startled Sarah but she fell asleep again which I found quite funny. We
slowly came to a stop happy that we made it back safely especially with all the
bother we had at Sofia
airport. To make things worse the plane didn’t stop at a gate so I knew we had
to get the bus again. We sat on the plane for a while until the doors opened
with everyone slowly making their way out onto the buses. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Newcastle Airport</b></span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
could see everyone was trying to stay upright with the fact they were tired. We
quickly made it to the gates and then rushed over to passport control. As Sarah
and I were near the front of the line, we got seen too quite quickly making our
way to baggage reclaim. At this point I was just thinking how late it was thinking
how my grandparents felt about the late flight. It was a while before the belt
began to move and luggage making its way around. After a long while my rucksack
eventually appeared which I was happy about when I picked it up. I immediately
walked over to Sarah who was still waiting for hers and I hugged her saying
“hope you have a safe trip home”. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
left in haste for the arrivals hall thinking my grandparents would be waiting
but was welcomed by a few strangers. Like always it was a weird feeling being
back in Newcastle
airport making my way out. I rang my grandfather straight away and he informed
me he was waiting where I got dropped off. I walked over blindly suddenly
hearing my name getting shouted. My grandfather was waiting at the car with the
boot open whilst grandmother stayed in the car. It was nice to see them but we
just wanted to get moving straight away. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">On
the way home we talked about my holiday and what stupid things I did which to
be honest was just one. A long time passed until we arrived back home with the
beacon of the front door light shining bright in the night at the early time of
2:30am. I left the car with my things as I thanked my grandparents for the
trouble. The greatest reception back home was of course my dog which wouldn’t
stop showing love. I was trying to talk to my parents but the dog wouldn’t let
me. I also tried to talk to them about my adventurous week but I was really
tired with the delayed flight. I finally headed upstairs and slumped onto my
own lovely bed thinking about the winter wonderland I just came from. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Pirin Mountains</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
lay back admiring the stars outside thinking of how many fantastic people I met
with so many stories to tell. Of how happy I was at the fact I only fell down
twice. Of the peace I felt in my heart whizzing down the slopes feeling free as
an eagle soaring high. My heart beating faster at the prospect of going that
bit quicker down the steep slopes. The pride I had in myself for accomplishing
the things I did as well as everyone else in my ski group from where we started
to what we achieved in the end. Bansko was such a beautiful quaint smoky town
and Sofia was a
marvelous historical city with many secrets hidden below the surface. As I
closed my eyes I had a final thought thinking what a fantastic start to the New
Year it was </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com0Sofia, Bulgaria42.6977082 23.32186750000005342.3239182 22.676420500000052 43.0714982 23.967314500000054tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-66721851528157099182017-03-03T09:54:00.002+00:002017-03-03T09:55:08.414+00:00Blissful Slopes of Bansko - Day 7<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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January 2016</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Another
early morning rise brought slight aches and pains but it didn’t bother me. I
immediately got changed for the last full day of skiing intending on making the
most of it. This meant I went down stairs quite early for breakfast in order to
not miss the shuttle bus this time. I grabbed the usual stuff as I ate by
myself watching on at the TV screen in the room. I could see it was snowing
heavily up the top which I was relieved due to the fact I got to the top
yesterday for the views; I wouldn’t have seen a thing today. Sean never showed
up for breakfast so I quickly finished my food and made my way to my room,
grabbing my essentials and heading back down to the entrance. As soon as I got
outside, I could see that it was lightly snowing making the whole place look a
lot different but beautiful. Luckily everyone was still waiting for the shuttle
bus so I didn’t miss it. The other people waiting told me about the driver yesterday
knowing that Sean and I were still expected yet he drove off. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Anyway
today was a different day and speaking of Sean, he wasn’t waiting amongst us
making me wonder where he was. The shuttle bus finally arrived with us all
clambering in and so we eventually left making our way through the snowy town
mesmerised by the change in looks as though it was an isolated village. We soon
arrived at the gondola area making our way out straight for the ski centre. I
grabbed my skis and put on my boots memorising where I put my shoes soon making
my way to the busy gondola station. Slowly but surely, I made my way through
the barrier and into the car with 3 other strangers for another awkward ride
up. To be honest I spent the ride up soaking in the views of the snow covered
woodland surrounding me. It was a smooth ride up to the top without stopping
and then we were making our way out ready to start a good days skiing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
snow was a lot heavier at this point which was amazing despite the lack of
views in the distance. I still had a lot of time to kill before the morning
lesson so I clipped on my skis making my way to the very quiet button lift. I
got on straight away making my way up to the top enjoying the quiet ride up.
Eventually I reached the top making my way down straight away but instead of
turning I decided to go straight gaining a hell of a lot of speed and in no
time at all I was at the barrier making my way back up again. I continued
riding up the button lift for the next 30 minutes doing turns and going
straight down until it was 9:30am meaning it was time to meet with the ski
group. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
made my way over to everyone who was listening to Katy who was explaining what
her plans were today. She was so impressed with how far we came she thought it
would be good for us all to go down the moderate route together. We were all
definitely up for it so after Katy explained to everyone about the process in
getting on the chairlift, we made our way over. It was reasonably quiet which
gave us a greater chance on getting on together. I was at the back end of the
group with Maz watching on at everyone getting onto the red and white conveyor
belt and then the chair for the first time. I could see everyone stumbled as
soon as they went onto the belt and then it was mine and Maz’s turn. There were
a couple of strangers amongst us too so as soon as we all got passed the
conveyor belt, we all looked behind ourselves and sat on the approaching seat.
Maz went on with no problem which was good as we started making our way up to
the top end. We were all enjoying the ride up but I couldn’t make conversation
with Maz as he was at the opposite end. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
snow was hitting quite hard against my goggles the higher we got and then it
was almost time to step out of the chair. We all moved our skis off the safety
bar except for Maz who forgot to take it off. The stranger was tapping him on
the shoulder and pointed to his skis. Maz realised what he was doing and
quickly moved his skis just in time for us to lift the bar up. We came to a
slow momentum as the chair turned and then we all jumped off together.
Thankfully Maz and I didn’t fall so we quickly made our way towards the rest of
the group. The snow was quite thick which was a bonus for us as it would help
us control our speed and turns. We headed down the slight slope stopping just
at the top of the moderate route. We were looking forward to getting down it
but I could see how focused everyone was as the slope must have been playing on
their minds. It was still quite intimidating for me too even though I had been
down it 3 times already. With Katy reassuring everyone to maintain calmness and
focus we began to make our descent down. </span></div>
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was second from the back looking on everyone following the route Katy was
making and we were doing just fine. We came to a stop when Katy’s partner came
to us and asked if we wanted a team photo together. Of course we did as we
lined up looking proud and happy. We eventually got moving again as we
constantly slalomed down the slope with complete control coming to a stop now
and again making sure everyone was still together. Katy was constantly giving
us appraisal at what we were doing as we continued on down the steep slope. We
were making great progress finally making our way to the bottom end of the
moderate route buzzing with joy as we safely made it to the flatter area with
Katy so happy with what we all just did. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
arrived at the hustle and bustle of people at a different station area as Katy
asked us if we wanted to go higher onto the beginner’s route just below the
very top. Yet again we said yes eager to get up there so we followed Katy to
the chair lift that would take us up there. There was no one queuing for the
lift so we managed to get chairlifts together. Me, Baz, Tania, Leanne &
Katy were on one when behind us was Maz, Tracey, Kane and Michael as we made
our way up. We were admiring the views of the skiers and snowboarders below us
and the winter wonderland of the trees and slopes veering off in different
directions. Baz and Tania were asking Katy what kind of wildlife was in the
area and she said there were bears, wolves and eagles but to be honest they
wouldn’t be around the skiing area as they tend to keep away from people. We
were also admiring the snow falling around us feeling at peace as we were
making our way to the top end. I turned around on the chair looking at the rest
of the group behind us as I waved at them. Maz waved back and then when I
turned back around, we were approaching the end. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all lifted the safety bar up and the jumped off together raring to get down the
beginners slope which none of us went down yet. While we were waiting for the
group behind us I could see far up the mountain the route I took yesterday and
I pointed out to everyone where I was yesterday. The rest of the group arrived
as we began descending down the slope with ease and control. To be honest I was
enjoying this route more mainly because I was sharing the experience with
everyone else and watching how good everyone was turning out to be. I could see
why Katy was impressed with us all as we still had control with our turns. Everyone
was happy at the fact they were going down a different slope instead of the
same learner slope everyday. The views were a hell of a lot better too despite
the cloud cover in the distance. We were doing so well until a snowboarder
decided to cut Maz off ahead causing him to lose control in his turns and
started speeding off to one side. Luckily he gained control even with a few
stumbles and rejoined the group. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all came to a stop anyway to make sure he was ok and he said he was fine but I
knew deep down he was a bit angry with what the snowboarder did. We continued
on sticking close to the right hand side of the slope near the huge pine trees
enjoying the long runs down. I then noticed the familiar crossroad where I
nearly went the wrong way yesterday knowing we were nearing the station again.
We approached the sharp right steep turn where I nearly hit the netting
yesterday and we all passed it with ease returning to the main route towards
the station. As we skied passed the station area heading for the ‘Bunderishka
polyana’ beginners route, we all looked to our left and we could see the
professional red and blue slalom sticks with people weaving in and out of them.
We were amazed with there manoeuvrability but deep down we all knew that our
human slalom was way better. The beginner’s route back down to Bunderishka
polyana seemed like nothing compared to what we just did and then we were
slowly approaching the crowds below. We took our time making our way to the
bottom finishing off the run slowly weaving through everyone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
did it and we were praising ourselves once more as was Katy who was completely
amazed at what we just did. We were extremely happy with a sense of adrenaline
too as we ended the morning session. It was dinner time so we all took off our
skis and went off for our dinner. Half of the group stayed together so me,
Kane, Baz, Leanne, Michael and his family headed into the restaurant part which
I didn’t even know existed as I thought it was just the canteen. Anyway we all
entered and sat at the far back end all ordering a drink of beer and me being
me ordered dinner of Spaghetti bolognese and cheesy chips where as everyone
else didn’t order anything. We did a lot of talking about our previous travels
and funny stories because of our travels. The hour was soon up as we made our
way back to Katy and the rest of the group outside. Once we were all together,
she explained that she wanted to go up the learner slope again for a few human
slalom turns and then go down the ski road again. We were up for that but yet
again the button lift was filled full of people. </span></div>
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joined the queue anyway as we couldn’t be bothered to walk up. So it was a long
gruelling wait until eventually we were riding up the lift. A long while later
we all made it up to the top ready to start the slalom. As predicted we did
extremely well taking turns weaving between each other on a continuous route
back down to the bottom. We were also learning the alternate turning method
known as a parallel turn which seemed a lot easier on the legs than the turns
we were used to. Speaking about legs my knees were starting to have slight pain
with all the pressure brought onto them. To be honest when we reached the
bottom we didn’t want to go up again because after what we did in the morning
it was too boring to be on the learner slope again. So we all agreed to skip
more slaloms and head straight for the ski road.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
we made our way through the crowds and down the ski road, it seemed a hell of a
lot easier compared to the beginner route at the very top. This meant we all
had a lot more control also meaning we could go a lot faster. The run was quite
exhilarating and then we took the alternate route which was amazing as we all
tried to go as fast as we could on the first half up to the small bridge. Along
the route we noticed the snow was a lot bumpier due to the fact the snow
machines were working all day and night causing jump like mounts along the way.
We all had to steady ourselves going through the narrow route with all the
bumps in the route but eventually made it through to the open area where we
were coming to a stop near the steep hill. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">All
of a sudden, Katy fell over in front us when she was trying to stop on the
bizarre surface making it look like she fell down in slow motion. We were
slightly concerned but then we all laughed at the fact the instructor decided
to fall over. Nobody more so than Baz who was the last to see her on the
ground. He acted as though he was rushing to her aid throwing his sticks to the
side and taking his gloves off quickly to save the day. I think Katy must have
thought he was going to be her hero but he was only rushing over to quickly
take a picture. It was really funny as it was often Baz who fell over so I
suppose it was his subtle way of karma. I tried to help her unclip her skis
with no luck as she managed to get back up with us all still laughing. With
Katy gathering herself we headed down the steep hill with ease making our way
back onto the main route. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
very long time passed as we all made it to the bottom safely still talking
about Katy falling. We got a choice to go back up with Katy to go down the ski
road again and the majority of us said yes despite my knees slightly hurting.
Just before everyone left we all agreed to meet up in the evening for a so
called ‘last supper’ with the group. We soon made our way back up the gondola
lift with 8 people in one car. We were trying to avoid the awkward silence by
talking to each other about everything and anything even with the car stopping
a few times. We were still talking about Katy’s fall and our escape attempts
from the car as well as what we all did for a living. We eventually made it to
the top ready to make the descent down again when I asked Baz, Leanne and Maz
if they wanted me to take footage of them going down the ski road. They were
happy for me to do that to prove that they stayed on their feet especially Baz
as Leanne was mostly taking footage of him falling down. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">So
I set up my camera and then we made our way down. As soon as we started I was
going behind and alongside Baz to get good footage of him performing his turns
and ploughs on the steeper sections. I did this for about 6 minutes still
focusing on what I was doing and then it was Leanne’s turn. I started the
recording again and fixed my view on her as she was slaloming down the slope
behind Baz and Katie. She was doing really well as I got good footage of her.
We came to a stop as I stopped the recording and then it was Maz’s turn. I
started recording as we were making our way towards the alternate route getting
a good few angles of him turning down the slope. We then came upon the
alternate route getting ready to pick up speed and try staying close behind
Maz. However, he shot off ahead with me trying to keep up startled at how fast
he was going as he was weaving through everyone towards the small bridge which
was quite good for the footage showing how fast he was going. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
came to a stop again at the bridge and I stopped the recording. As everyone was
done I could enjoy the skiing more instead of focusing on what everyone else
was doing. We were soon arriving onto the steep hill and everyone wanted to go
straight down it without turns. Katy was reluctant for us to do this and stated
that we could do it at our own risk so one after another we bombed it down the
slope feeling the wind rush passed us feeling a great buzz of adrenaline. We
soon returned back on the main route and the flatter slope coming towards the
end. I nearly fell over when I hit a big ball of ice on the slope but I
maintained my balance and continued on. Right at the end we were racing seeing
who was going to get there first until we came to a stop at the bottom again.
The session was done as everyone decided to call it a day. However I wanted to
go up again to make the most of the day so after reminding ourselves about
tonight’s dinner, we parted ways as I headed up to the gondola station once
more. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">There
was no one waiting to get on board the cars so I managed to get on a car by
myself. At this point the snow clouds were beginning to break up so as I gained
height and level with the clouds it looked absolutely spectacular as though I
was flying in the clouds. It was really beautiful to see the clouds flowing
away from the mountain towards the valley. This meant the snow died down a lot
when I reached the top of the gondola station. I thought it would be good to
start my run from the top of the learner slope for one more time so I headed to
the button lift which was pretty quiet too. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Beautiful Clouds</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
I made my way over I noticed there were people setting up a stage at the bottom
of the learner slope which I later realised was going to be a music festival
over the weekend. So I had to focus on not hitting that on the way down. As
soon as I reached the top and lined myself up, I looked to the far distance to
the north for a good long while soaking in the views one last time, taking one
deep breath and started my descent. I did a few turns controlling my speed
making my way past the gondola station straight onto the ski road where I tried
to take my time going down but keep the adrenaline rush up. I loved going
alongside the river admiring the sound of the water rushing whilst I was skiing
down in quick succession. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was quickly making my way to the alternate route speeding down the slope and
trying to keep the momentum up when I reached the small bridge. I didn’t stop
after that especially coming up to the steep hill and it was truly glorious
heading straight down it making my way back onto the main route. As it was
becoming flatter I was trying to go as fast as I could. The trouble was because
it was coming up to the late afternoon, everyone that used the ski road made it
extremely hard and icy causing my skis to slide around uncontrollably. This
meant I had to slow right down to control my balance on the skis. It was also
putting a hell of a lot of pressure on my knees as I could see the end in
sight. After going though the icy slope I was happy to be at the end in one
piece. I was contemplating on going up again but my knees were telling me
different. I couldn’t do anymore so instead of causing injury, I unclipped my
skis for the last time and headed into the ski centre. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">This
was the end of my skiing which was quite upsetting but knew I couldn’t do
anymore. I handed my skis back and then changed into my shoes which were
definitely my shoes and nobody else’s. It was weird to hand my ski boots back
too but it did feel great at the fact I didn’t have to carry them around with
me. Whilst I was making my way out I bumped into Flora and her friends who were
asking how my day went. They then asked if I was going to the ‘Happy End’ bar
this evening and I said no as I was going out with the ski group. We parted
ways with me heading straight for the shuttle bus then climbing aboard. It felt
great to be sitting down again after a very long strenuous day of skiing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was just me in the van so we headed straight to my hotel very quickly. I left
the van for the last time returning to my hotel feeling relieved to be back. As
soon as I entered the hotel all the receptionists and workers were staring at
me as I walked through heading for the lift which was quite bizarre. I soon
returned to my room taking my ski clothing off and putting on something more
comfortable. I was relaxing for a moment looking back at the footage I took
today until I thought it would be a good idea to start packing my big rucksack
saving me from having to do it tonight or early morning. I spent the next 30
minutes doing this making sure I didn’t leave anything out but with a very
tight fit, everything went in. I was happy it was over with as I relaxed some
more. </span></div>
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then realised I wasn’t done with my gift buying and knew all I had to get were
some more sweets so I quickly headed back out into town and went into the same
sweet shop. I grabbed the biggest bag I could find, paid and then headed back
to a liquor store grabbing a small bottle of the local Bulgarian drink called Rakia.
I was done after I went into a kids clothing shop to grab a baby outfit rapidly
making my way back to my room preparing to head back out again for the ‘last
supper’. We were told to meet up at hotel ‘Strazhite’ at 7:30pm so knowing
where the hotel was I swiftly made my way to the place. It was on the main
street I had been using for the whole week and I soon arrived at its doorstep. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Bansko Sweet Shop</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
entered like a lost puppy trying to find anyone from my group but I couldn’t
help but admire the lounge area in the place. It had a lovely warm feeling to
it with the fireplace at the opposite far wall and a warm yellow lighting
around the large lounge area. I couldn’t see any of my ski group but then when
I headed nearer the fireplace I could see Kane and his friend. I made my way to
them and said hello to them not realising Maz, Tracey and there family was
right behind me. I didn’t recognise anyone with casual clothing on and it
looked quite weird. I sat with Kane and his friend having a good chat and then
I went over to Maz to show him the footage of his ski run. He was enjoying it
and laughed when he seen himself shooting off down the alternate route with me
trying to keep up. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Hotel Strazhite</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
sat back down with Kane and then everyone else arrived still finding it weird
with everyone wearing normal clothing. Baz and Leanne sat next to me as I
showed them their footage of the ski run and they loved it. Then I showed Tania
a bit of her footage when I passed her a few days ago down the ski road. She
couldn’t get over how slow she was going. We all spent the next 15 minutes
talking away to each other until we took our leave heading to the nearby
restaurant. This was the first time I actually went out to a restaurant not
organised by the holiday company so I didn’t really know what to expect when we
approached the restaurant. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
we got closer I could see the red neon lights stating that the restaurant had
the best food and the best DJ in Bansko which to be honest every restaurant was
like that. The first thing I had seen was an outdoor grill area which was set a
light as we passed it and entered into the small restaurant. The whole room
looked old and had traditional artefacts and drapes set out very similar to the
room I was in for the Bulgarian folklore feast. We were escorted into an empty
dining room and sat at the set up tables set in a long row against the wall. As
there were a lot of us in a small sitting area, we all sat compactly together
for everyone to get in. It was definitely a tight squeeze but we managed to sit
down and look upon the menu with dignity. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
majority of the menu was in Bulgarian and whatever English there was in it was
quite vague explaining in detail what some of the food was. Some of us
consulted with Katy as she spoke the language telling us what was the best food
to have. I must have flicked through the pages a dozen times before I made my
decision. However, whilst I was concentrating on what I wanted, everyone had
taken there orders with the waiter who forgot about me. So I had to wait a long
time until the waiter came back with everyone’s starters. I eventually ordered
my yellow beer cheese starter and waited for a very long time. We were all
talking about how well we did today and the fact that Katy fell over today
still on our minds. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Bulgarian Restaurant</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Everyone
finished their starters and eventually mine had arrived. Typical Bulgarian
culture approached when my main and side dish came at the same time. Everyone
was laughing how my space on the table was empty and then completely full with
food ending up getting my main before anyone else and I felt like a king with a
huge amount of food in front of me. So I dug in whilst everyone’s main arrived
and the food was delicious. I was enjoying every bite as well as enjoying the
conversations we had. Then I caught my eye on the so called ‘best DJ in Bansko’
which to be honest was a middle aged man with a sweater on playing the
keyboard. It was alright for background music but honestly I wouldn’t queue up
overnight to buy his concert tickets. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Maz
was sitting next to me and we were talking about getting back home and how
miserable we would be when we got back to reality and then I mentioned the best
reaction when going home was from my dog. As soon as I mentioned dog, Maz was
excited to talk about dogs and we spent the next half an hour talking about our
dogs and how much we missed them. Michael’s son was beginning to fall asleep
due to the late time too and all day skiing until suddenly he was flat out in
the corner as we continued talking away. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
while passed with all our food finished and then Katy spoke to us all about how
well we did over the week and then she presented us our certificates for
completing the beginner’s course. We then all thanked her for her patience and
her teaching skills praising her as she did with us. We all praised each other
too making us all very happy. Then we all decided to chip in for Katy’s meal as
a way of thanking her which she appreciated very much. Michael’s son was still
asleep but his parents had the awkward job of trying to lift him over the table
into their arms. We watched on hoping the son wasn’t going to knock the table
over in the process but eventually made it over stirring. I was actually hoping
he didn’t wake up to be honest because his dad and I were eating his pork ribs
which were starting to get cold. It was funny because a short moment later
whilst he was sleeping, his feet were near me and he was kicking away at my
elbow so he must have known I was eating the ribs. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Anyway,
the brilliant evening came to an end so after paying for our dinners, we all
took our leave heading outside of the restaurant. Once we all got outside we
were talking some more but to be honest part of us all didn’t want to go our
separate ways but unfortunately we had to as I shook hands with a lot of them
thinking I wouldn’t see them again. Everyone was walking the same way south
where as I was walking North back down the hill to my hotel. Along the way I
was walking slowly trying to soak in the tranquil and smoky old town one more
time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Eventually
I made it back to my hotel immediately getting stared at again as I walked
through making my way to my room. I was glad to be back in my warm room as I
began packing my small rucksack with my essentials for tomorrows return home.
It was surreal thinking I would be leaving tomorrow heading back to reality as
I drifted off for one last night in Bansko.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com02770 Bansko, Bulgaria41.8404241 23.48565299999995741.7931016 23.404971999999958 41.8877466 23.566333999999955tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-89111418793604984872017-03-01T08:01:00.001+00:002017-03-01T08:01:46.977+00:00Blissful Slopes of Bansko - Day 6<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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January 2016</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Yet
again the aches and pains in my legs arrived as soon as I woke up in the early
hours despite the fact I had a shower last night and stretched out. It was
momentarily painful though because as soon as I got changed and moved around
for a moment the pain disappeared. I headed straight downstairs to get my fill
of food for breakfast. Sean was in the room having his food already so I sat
with him with my food and we began talking about our day yesterday. We were
also talking about the good weather that was expected today and possibly my
chance to get to the top too to eventually catch a glimpse of the views. It was
coming up to 8:15am so we left the dining room and to our rooms to grab our
skiing gear. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">By
8:25am I was at the front entrance and I felt like something wasn’t right when
I was the only one standing there when there were usually a handful of people
waiting. Sean then came down bewildered with the same fact wondering what was
going on. 8:30am came when the shuttle bus was supposed to arrive but it didn’t
show up. With Sean and I frustrated, I headed back to reception to see what was
happening. Apparently the driver left early which we weren’t happy about as it
meant we lost time with skiing. The receptionist rang the van driver to get
back quickly to pick us up. So we waited for another 10 minutes until he
eventually arrived. We rushed into the van thinking he was going to go straight
away. Oh no, he decided to slowly make his way into the hotel for a few minutes
then slowly making his way back out finally driving us to the gondola station
or so we thought. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
had to make more pick ups along the way but then eventually we arrived and made
our way straight to the ski centre to grab our skis. I decided to take my new
shoes this time hoping they weren’t going to get stolen. Just as I was putting
my boots on I overheard a couple complaining to the rep about their shoes being
stolen too. Once I had my boots on I made my way over to them and explain to
them my situation as well. They couldn’t believe it and stated that there
should have been cameras watching on at the shelves. They were angrier than me
to be honest because they said their shoes cost about £200. Mine was more for
sentimental reasons despite only costing about £40 but the principal was still
the same. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Anyway
we all made our way to the gondola station and quite quickly I made my way into
the cable car with a few others for the awkward ride up to the top. A very long
time passed until we made it to the top where the weather was glorious without
a cloud in sight. I was very hopeful and eager to get to the top but first my
lesson would start in 30 minutes. As I made my way over to the button lift, I
bumped into Maz, Tracey, Michael and his family. We wanted to go up together to
the halfway point of the snow cannon route but there was a problem; the button
lift wasn’t working. So we unclipped our skis and took the long tiring walk to
the halfway point. Along the way we were talking about what we did in the
evening passing the time until eventually we got to the halfway point. We were
practicing our turns for the lesson which was about to start in 10 minutes so
we all went down together to meet up with Katy and the rest of the group. Katy
was asking me how my snowboard taster went yesterday and she understood how hard
it was to control turns and come to a stop. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
button lift was still not working so we took the walk up the slope talking
along the way. It took a while too but we made it to the top raring to get back
down. Funnily enough as soon as we got to the top, the button lift began to
work which was typical. Anyway we moved on to better things with the lessons as
we were going to do a human slalom. We would all line up about 3 metres apart
and the person at the top would slalom between everyone else. I jokingly asked
if everyone took out health insurance and everyone said yes. So one by one
everyone including myself slalomed between everyone without hitting anyone
which Katy was happy about. She was constantly praising us with how far we came
and yet again it motivated us all to keep it up. Baz was a hell of a lot better
than what he started out like which was really impressive. Maz was picking it up
too and I could see why Katy was proud of them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all slalomed constantly from then on to the bottom and Katie told us all to
head to the top again. Because the button lift was working again, the queue was
horrendous. We all joined the back of it and then half of us changed our minds
and took the walk up again. I decided to walk up again and as I was climbing using
skis as a hiking stick, I was admiring the marvellous sun still shining on the
mountain peaks thinking that I shall be at the top of the mountain soon. I
eventually got to the top of the snow cannon route along with a few others as
we waited for Katy and a few others. To pass the time I was talking away to the
group that walked up whilst admiring the views surrounding us. A very long time
passed until the rest of the group joined us as we all lined up ready to head
off down the slope. Then we were surprised when we had seen an instructor
joining the line making Katy laugh. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">He
spoke Bulgarian to her and she told us that he was joining us jokingly. He then
left for his group as we continued on doing our human slalom again. The second
time was controlled and perfect which would benefit us all when we go onto the
ski road in the afternoon. We made it to the bottom again as it was time for
our dinner break. However, instead of going to the restaurant like everybody
else, I headed straight for the chair lift that would take me up to the very
top. After looking at the huge map next to the chair lift I was going to use, I
could see it would take 2 lifts to get to the very top. So without haste, I
passed the barrier and headed straight for the chairs. It was quite quiet so I
timed it well to get my own chair. It was less complicated than the chair lift
to the moderate route which meant I sat back on the chair at ease bringing the
safety bar down ready to be amazed with the views I was about to see. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Immediately,
the sound disappeared from the hustle and bustle at the restaurant area as I
got further away. I absolutely adored the ride up as I was going right above
the black slope watching the experienced skiers and boarders rapidly making
their way down. It was beautiful to see and then I got to see the snow cannons
work for the first time. The direction of the snow from the cannon was hitting
the chairs in front of me which meant it was my turn to get blasted. A quick
hit of snow went all over my face and chair and then gone as I continued
gaining a lot of height. There were times I would look back down and all the
people at the main area below looked like colourful ants and then as I looked
forward again, I could see the top station approaching so as I got closer, I
had to lift the bar up and push myself off. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
had to make the right turn to the next chair lift station because if I took the
wrong route, I would immediately be on the black slope. Good job I knew how to
turn and come to a stop at the wooden fence overlooking the valley below and
half of the panoramic views. I could see a huge section of the northern
mountains at the far distance and I was lost for words at this majestic view. I
knew there were better views to come so I made my way through the next barrier
and thankfully, I got onto the chair at ease by myself enjoying the ride up. I
could already feel the temperature drop at this point so it got me wondering
how cold it was at the very top. I had my goggles on and balaclava covering my
whole face except my nose and mouth so as it was exposed, I could definitely feel the
cold as I got higher. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
greater views were slowly coming into range and I was overwhelmed with the
sights around me. I was still watching the skiers and boarders below me and I
could see some at the far left of me. The top station was coming up too so yet
again I prepared myself to get off. As soon as I got off with ease it wasn’t
right next to a route so I could go to one side and admire the glorious views
of the snowy mountains which were shining bright against the sun. I then turned
around and skied to the east slightly coming up to another fenced area and
looked on the countless mountain peaks disappearing behind one another
completely covered in white. There was a higher vantage point right next to me
at the south where I could see a wooden cross standing out. I was watching on
at the several people who were clambering up the very deep snow in order to get
to it and I thought I might as well join them. So I unclipped my skis and
planted them into the very deep snow like everybody else and took my sticks
with me to help me up. As soon as I started climbing I was stumbling or falling
over with the deep snow which was going below my knees. Slowly but surely I was
making my way up not giving up without a fight getting ever closer to the cross
as most people were making their way back down. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Eventually
I was next to the cross but it wasn’t enough for me as I wanted to go higher. I
could see it was possible to go higher safely so I continued climbing up the
fresh snow making a sort of track behind me to use to get back down. I must
have gone another 30 metres before finally stopping taking in the breathtaking
panoramic views of the snowy mountains. The overwhelming feeling of peace and
freedom came rushing through my heart as I felt like I was on top of the world.
I almost had a tear in my eye feeling like a true explorer thinking about where
I was and what I was doing as I embraced the bittersweet cold. As I looked down
at the valley to the North, I could see the very tiny town of Bansko which seemed to be less than 10 mile
away at this height and distance. It was hard to come to terms how far away it
was realising how long it would take to get there from where I was standing. </span></div>
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of time, I could see I didn’t have long left for myself to get to the meeting
point with the ski group. So I took my time making my way back down which was
easier than climbing up but along the way I decided to write ‘BANSKO’ in the
deep snow just because it felt like the right thing to do. I didn’t have time
to do a snow angel either so I just focused on retrieving my skis. A short
moment later, I had my skis clipped on ready to take the risky journey down the
beginner slope I hadn’t been on yet. I decided to turn my GoPro camera on to
record the journey down hoping I wasn’t going to fall over and cause injury on
camera. I only had 30 minutes left to get to the meeting point so after a deep
breath and one last look at the spectacular views around me, I made my way
down. </span></div>
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immediately focused on what I was doing and not anyone else which was helping
me a lot as I was going down controllably. The snow I was skiing down was
incredibly bumpy as the fresh snow was gradually becoming hard and flat due to
all the skiers causing little humps on the route. This was extremely tricky to
control but I was doing it as my heart was beating with the adrenaline of going
down the slope. I didn’t care that some people were overtaking me as I didn’t
want to do anything stupid to cause injury. I was doing really well and in
control with a few small stumbles and then I nearly came off when a snowboarder
cut me up losing my control causing me to speed up slightly. I eventually
gained control again and was smoothly making my way down the slope. Just ahead
of me I noticed the slope becoming flatter which meant I could gain a lot of
speed. The wind going by my face was immense beating my heart even faster as I
came towards the start of the woodland area. </span></div>
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a while, I came across a crossroad a bit confused on which way to go for the
meeting point. I was veering to the right heading towards a moderate and
beginner route but it was the wrong one. Luckily I came to a stop in time for
me to get back on the right route which was leading me to the right
moderate/beginner route. There was one tricky steep slope on a turn which put a
bit of pressure on my knees. I had to make a sharp turn near the bottom as I
was heading straight for the red and yellow netting. </span></div>
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I was back on familiar ground heading for the beginners route back to the
meeting point. From here on the run was very easy compared to what I just did
and I could suddenly see the busy restaurant area at the top of the gondola
station. I quickly made my way down the last steep turn making my way through
the crowd and then came to a stop. I was absolutely ecstatic and happy with
what I just did. The next thing I could feel was the temperature difference
from the top of the mountain to where I was standing now. It felt as though it
was summer with the sun beaming hot on my face. I had to take my gloves,
goggles and balaclava off as well as roll my sleeves up. I checked the time and
I could see I was 5 minutes late for the afternoon lesson and I was thinking
they had gone on the ski road without me. However, as I made my way over to our
usual meeting point I could see them all waiting for me. </span></div>
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eventually got to them and I told them where I had just been. They were excited
to hear what I had to say about the run and views I had seen and done. Katy was
wondering if I still wanted to join them down the ski road and I said of
course. So as soon as we were ready, we weaved through the crowd straight onto
the ski road. Instead of my usual speed up down the road, we all took our time
learning how to turn properly whilst keeping in line with each other. Despite
the whole adrenaline rush of going fast and furious, I preferred to take my
time as it meant I could enjoy the road and views more especially sharing that
experience with the ski group. Just before we came up to the tricky areas, we
all stopped making sure everyone was still together and focusing on what we
were about to do. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">So
we set off with complete control of slalom down the slope and I was very
impressed with Baz and Maz’s progress. We were all doing so well keeping in
line with each other and then half way down we came to a stop again. Katy
informed us that she was about to take an alternate route which would be
narrower and a bit steeper in sections than the main route. Challenge accepted
we thought as we began to move forward again full of optimism. Katy took a
right turn as we followed her leading to a long straight route which sped us up
quite rapidly to be honest passing over a small bridge. It was quite an
adrenaline rush for everyone and we wanted more. So we continued on through the
narrow route surrounded by huge pine trees as we made our way to an upcoming
steep hill. We came to a stop just before it and Katy gave us a few more tips
to control our descent down the steep hill. One after another we slowly made
our way down with no falls from anyone. Katy was yet again impressed and then
we continued on to a very narrow sharp left turn. We stopped again as Katy was
explaining the fact that we had to watch for cars coming as we were going to
cross a small road. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
began moving again making the sharp turn between the red and yellow netting and
then we could see the tyre tracks crossing our path. We slowed down but still
moving looking for cars and then we crossed the road with a slight bump.
Everyone was still together as we joined back onto the main route of the ski
road. At this point the route was flatter which meant we could comfortably pick
up speed together enjoying the views even more as we made our way towards the
end. We were so close to making it to the end without falling until Leanne
ahead of me suddenly lost control and fell over. Michael and I helped her back
up as the group ahead didn’t realise we had stopped for her. Once she had all
her things we got under way again. We caught up to the other group and it
seemed to be a race at the end as everyone left the line we were making and
seeing who would get to the gondola station first. We were nearing the very end
when Leanne just ahead of me stumbles and drops her left stick causing me to
clip it with my right ski nearly falling over myself. I came to a stop and
skied back to grab Leanne’s stick for her and then we continued on together
making sure she was ok. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all met up at the very end with Katy wondering what took us so long. Anyway,
she asked us all if we wanted to go back up the gondola to do the ski road
again. The majority of us said we would so we unclipped our skis and made our
way to the cable cars. It was reasonably quiet which meant we had a greater
chance of being in the car together. Our car slowly opened its doors as we
rushed over with our skis and clambered in. There were Kane, Michael, Leanne and
I along with 2 strangers as we made our way up to the top. Immediately we could
feel the wind throwing the car around and cable causing it to stop. We were
passing the time by talking to each other about what we did for a living and
the huge lottery jackpot back home and the extreme 1 billion dollar jackpot in America that
was happening on this day. We were talking about what we would do with our money
and what to spend it on. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Along
the way the cable car would stop for ages and then move slightly. There was a
point where we stopped very close to one of the many pillars holding the cable
up and I was joking around about escaping the car and seeing if I could make
the jump to the ladders on the pillar. We eventually got moving again and then
not long after, it stopped again. We were teetering over a deadly drop but we
didn’t care as we were still trying to come up with escape attempts. The
gondola was slowly moving back down which was confusing as we didn’t know what
was happening whether we would get to the top as well. Michael was getting
frustrated because we weren’t going anywhere. I was trying to reassure him saying
‘just think what you would be doing back home at work compared to this’ then
saying’ I’d rather be stuck in a cable car’. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">He
agreed and then the gondola was moving again. Eventually there were no stops
for the rest of the journey but to be honest it was a relief getting out of the
car. The rest of the group was right behind us so we didn’t have to wait a long
time for them. Just before we were about to set off, we had to move to one side
as a snowmobile came rushing towards the gondola station with a very badly
injured man on a stretcher behind it. He had a huge cut on the forehand which
was a hard reminder of what happens when a person loses focus or going to fast
on this slopes. It wasn’t nice to stare at so we began to leave when a second
snowmobile arrived with a man sitting on the back end with a sling on his arm.
I then said to Katy I was going to give this run a miss with the group as I
hadn’t had any dinner due to the fact I spent my break going to the very top.
So as everyone left with Katy, I made my way to the canteen in the bar. </span></div>
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grabbed the usual snacks and sat outside admiring the glorious sun still beaming
down on the mountain slopes also watching the world go by as though I was stood
still in time with no one noticing I was there. I quickly ate my food and
grabbed my skis, clipping them on and making my way down the slope. I went a
hell of a lot faster than the last run just for the fact that I wanted to get
down to the bottom quickly. I was also hoping to bump into the group along the
way but I had a feeling they would have already finished by the time I got
down. I was making good pace gaining confidence in my turns and stops at the
right time quickly making my way to the alternate route. Without stopping I
took to the alternate route where it was dead quiet which was great for me as I
bolted down the slope over the small bridge. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was amazing gliding through the narrow route quickly approaching the steep
hill. I slowed down at this point as I still didn’t have the confidence to go
down full pelt. I did go straight down though without turning and the sudden
rush of wind was exhilarating as I gained control on the flatter surface
towards the sharp left turn. I slowly crossed the road and back onto the main
route going really fast on the flatter surface. I kept the momentum up by
pushing along with my sticks and then bending forwards feeling the wind again.
I was weaving past a lot of people enjoying the moment but it was short lived
when I was coming to the end. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
much as I wanted to go up again I changed my mind and headed back into the ski
centre. I returned my skis and then bumped into the couple who had their shoes
stolen. They eventually found their shoes but the woman was still not 100% sure
that they were her shoes. They left feeling relieved and I thought about taking
a proper look at the shoes I thought looked very similar to mine. As I looked
closely at these shoes it only turned out to be my shoes all along. I couldn’t
believe how stupid I was and hadn’t a clue how I thought they were someone
else’s. I was laughing with disbelief at the fact I did that and then after
grabbing my new shoes too I bumped into Sean as I explained to him about my
shoes which he found absolutely funny as we laughed at the whole situation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
left the ski centre together and then I decided to head to the shuttle bus
where as Sean headed to the ‘Happy Ends’ bar for a drink. Luckily I timed it
well as the shuttle bus was ready and waiting. As I approached it, the couple
who had found their shoes were on the same van so we were talking for a brief
moment until everyone was aboard and the driver drove away from the parking
area. We were on our way to our hotels and a short moment later brought us to
the first drop off. Everyone besides me got off as the driver drove off again
taking me back to my hotel. We shortly arrived with me getting out of the van
thanking the driver. I was relieved to be back and with my old shoes too making
my way to my room. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Pirin Hotel</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
didn’t have long to relax as in the evening I was going to have a ski-doo
taster where I got to steer my own snowmobile. I was really looking forward to
this so as I grabbed my essential items including the voucher needed, I made my
way out of the hotel for the long walk back up to the gondola station. For once
along the way I didn’t get pestered which was great as I quickly arrived at the
other side. I was looking for Sean as he was riding a snowmobile along with me
in the evening so I decided to head into the ‘Happy Ends’ bar in the hopes I
would be able to spot him. As soon as I entered, I could see how busy it was so
it didn’t give me much hope in finding him. I walked through to the other side
of the bar passing the rock band as they were playing away and making my way
back outside. I then decided to head into the gondola station to see if he was
there. I spent a few minutes looking around the area inside with no hope. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was about to head outside when I had one last look behind me and there he was
heading to the toilet. I waited for him outside the entrance and he was
startled when he seen me. I was happy I found him as he knew which room we had
to be in so we both headed for the ski school centre and I handed over my
voucher to the receptionist. He gave me small form I had to fill and sign out.
I signed it not at all sure what I was signing; I could have been signing my
life away for all I knew but I assumed it was to cover the instructor incase of
any accidents. We were then told to sit and wait for a couple more people and the
instructor. A moment had passed until a familiar face entered the room. It was
Kane from my ski learner group. He recognised me as I said hello to him. He had
his friend along for the ride and straight after them two, the instructor
arrived leading us out to the end of the ski road. I could see the excitement
in Sean’s face as he was about to ride a snowmobile because of the fact he was
a motorbike fanatic. Then excitement came into my face when I looked on at the
4 snowmobile lined up ready to go. I tried to look calm, cool and collective on
the outside but on the inside I was like a small child on Christmas morning. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all gathered around one snowmobile as we were told the basics of accelerating
and braking as well as how to alert the instructor of any problems. We all
understood what we had to do and then the instructor told us to get on our
snowmobiles. I went onto the one that was used as a demonstration with Kane and
his friend on the right of me and Sean on my left. The instructor informed me
that I was going to be third in line with Kane ahead of me and Sean behind me.
We all got our photo taken on the snowmobiles and then we all turned our
engines on. My heart was beating fast when the engine was running raring to get
going. The instructor eventually left with us all following him in a single
line. It was hard at first to keep the throttle in but then I got the hang of
it and made my way up the ski road. It felt amazing driving along the snow
gaining a lot of speed leaving the flatter slope behind. It was dusk at this
point so the majority of the ski road was lit up helping us with a good field
of vision. I didn’t care though as I was concentrating more on where I was
going. I was having so much fun pressing down on the throttle now going through
the woodland areas. It was starting to get a bit bumpy so I was getting thrown
around at times but nothing too severe. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
couldn’t get over how easy it was to steer too underestimating the
manoeuvrability of this marvellous machine. I was following Kane’s tracks in
front of me who was quite far ahead with the instructor so I thought it would
be a great idea to let them go off ahead for a while and then press the
throttle up higher. The speed of the snowmobile was spectacular rapidly
returning back with the front two. I felt like James Bond on a high speed chase
with Sean (the bad guy) behind me trying to kill me. I must admit, the James
Bond theme tune was playing in my head as I may have sung it out loud. No doubt
everyone else was doing the same and then we quickly arrived at the start of
the ski road. We turned around on ourselves as we all lined up next to each
other. I thought the instructor was coming over to give me wrong but he was
just wondering if everything was ok with the snowmobile. I could see the joy in
Sean’s face too as he couldn’t believe he was doing this. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
instructor and Kane went off ahead when I was revving my engine to Sean
jokingly and then sped off heading fast towards the front two. Yet again after
catching up I would slow right down again in order to have a lot more space
ahead of me to gain a lot of speed. I didn’t know whether Sean was getting
impatient with me slowing down but he knew I was doing it for a good reason. A
while later, I could hardly see Kane’s rear light so at that moment I pushed
the throttle in and sped off at such speed. It was definitely extreme going at
a fast pace down the slope and at points I was coming up to the hill areas
feeling as though I almost got some air. I even did a cowboy ‘Yeehaa’ with the
speed I was doing and then a wicked sounding laugh as I was enjoying the
moment. I came right up to Kane’s snowmobile with Sean right behind me as I
slowed down one more time. At this point the sky was black with the stars out
once more which were a beauty in itself but I had to concentrate more on the
ride than the sky. The front two were far away again so I had one last push on
the throttle with the cold blistering wind hitting my face going really fast
towards the final stretch. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Racing Along Ski Road</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all finally slowed down approaching the end and then we turned on ourselves
again parking the snowmobiles where we started. I was hoping to go back up
again but the ride was over with. It was an absolute adrenaline rushed
adventure I would never forget and it was great to share it with Sean and Kane.
We all turned our engines off and made our way back into the ski school centre.
We thanked the instructor as well as the receptionist and made our way out. I
decided to buy a few of the pictures I was in which cost 20 Lev but was worth
it. Sean and I left the area parting ways again as he made his way back to the
hotel whereas I made my way into the ‘Happy End’ bar. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">When
I entered the bar, I was hoping to notice someone I knew but I couldn’t see
anyone which meant I sat at the bar by myself ordering a local beer. After
getting my drink I just relaxed enjoying the live band again. All of a sudden
the barmaid came to me and grabbed my pictures I just got to have a look at
them. She was impressed with what I did and then I asked her if she had ever
been on a snowmobile before; She said she hadn’t and wouldn’t. She went off and
did her job and then moments later, another bartender came over and grabbed my
pictures. He was impressed as well and handed me them back continuing on with
his business. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Then
the barmaid grabbed my pictures again and then showed another colleague yet
again impressed. I jokingly said to her that she might as well have shown
everyone. We were talking for a small while after that but then she had to go
away again doing her job. I eventually finished my drink which seemed to take
forever to drink and I was making my way out when I bumped into Flora and Adam
at the same time. They asked how long I had been in the bar and I said about 10
minutes. I then showed them my pictures and how the run went as they were
impressed. They were leaving as well so we all walked back towards our hotels
having a laugh along the way. We all continued back down towards their hotel
where we parted ways with me making my way back to my hotel again. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Pirin Hotel</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
made it back to my hotel in good time for me to finally try out the indoor
swimming pool and sauna. It didn’t seem as though there would be many people in
the pool as the hotel was pretty quiet to begin with. So as I returned to my
room with all my ski gear off, I left with nothing but swimming shorts and a
towel gown heading straight downstairs through the reception area and past the
stairway for the dining area. I came across a door which was electronically
locked and I had to use my room key card to gain access. I eventually opened
the door passing the masseur thinking I was there for a massage as I headed
along the long corridor towards the swimming pool. I passed a couple of
solarium rooms and changing rooms before I finally got to the swimming pool. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
opened the door to find no one in the pool but 4 strangers on the loungers. I
closed the door behind me and made my way to the other side of them. I said
hello to them and then placed my gown on the lounger. I didn’t hesitate in
getting into the water feeling like I was in heaven as soon as I got in
enjoying the tranquillity of the water rippling around me. I swam around the
pool a few times and then the 4 strangers took their leave leaving me by myself
in the large room. It was quite bizarre at first but I loved the fact I had the
whole place to myself. I spent another 10 minutes or so in the pool before I
finally got out heading for the sauna room right next to the pool. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">There
were 2 rooms; the left one was a wooden sauna and the one on the right was a
glass room. The wooden room was fully functional and as I stuck my head in I
couldn’t breathe with the amount of steam in there. So I headed to the glass
one which wasn’t even working. I decided to head into the wooden one and brave
it. As soon as I went in I was overwhelmed with the steam once I sat down
controlling my breathing. Over time it wasn’t that bad and I even added more
water to the hot stones nearby. About 5 minutes later I decided to head out
feeling great as soon as I left heading straight for my lounger. I spent a long
time relaxing on the lounger basically drying off so I wouldn’t trail water
along the reception floor. 15 minutes later I took my leave heading straight
for my room to get changed only to head back down for dinner. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hotel Pirin Swimming Pool</span></span></b></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was just after 8pm by the time I entered the dining room heading straight for
the canteen. I grabbed anything that looked good and sat at a table digging in
at my food enjoying the peace and quiet. Sean wasn’t in the room which I
assumed he had already been in while I was swimming so I quickly ate my food
and headed back upstairs for a moment to relax my legs. I thought it would be a
good time to head out and buy a few souvenirs for back home so once more I put
on my ski jacket heading out into town. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
headed straight for the main area which was covered in small novelty shops.
This was the first time I actually took great notice in the shops on what they
were selling. The majority of items were made out of wood or glass as well as
countless fridge magnets. There were a few sweet shops too which I took
advantage of. I walked into one such shop and I was lost for words with the
amount of individually wrapped sweets there were in square containers not
having a clue what most of them were. There were a lot of Bulgarian delights on
the opposite side of the shop which had peculiar looks and possibly taste. I
was overwhelmed on what to get but I managed to get some sweets and I loved how
cheap it was to buy. I left feeling happy with what I got as I headed further
up looking in at more novelty shops. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">I bought a handful of
fridge magnets along the way as well as a wooden plaque of Bansko for my map
and I thought I had the majority of my souvenirs so I took my leave heading for
my hotel. As I was half way there, two familiar faces approached me; it was
Leanne and Baz. We were talking about my snowmobile trip telling them how
exhilarating it was and they were telling me about the restaurant they went too
and how cheap it was even with all the food they had ordered. We parted ways
making haste for my hotel deciding to go along the quieter route feeling as
though I got back quicker. I was so happy I was back in my room with some gifts
out of worry as I finally rested to end a most glorious day of adventure.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com02770 Bansko, Bulgaria41.8404241 23.48565299999995741.7931016 23.404971999999958 41.8877466 23.566333999999955tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-91056998699206826852017-02-24T09:16:00.000+00:002017-02-24T09:16:43.134+00:00Blissful Slopes of Bansko - Day 5<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;">Bansko</span></u></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 4;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 5;"> </span><u>Bulgaria</u></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;">Wednesday 13<sup>th</sup>
January 2016</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Another
morning brought aches, pains and blisters on my lower legs but that wasn’t the
worst part, I was up too early in the morning mainly because of the heat in my
room. It was hard to get back to sleep so instead of fighting it I just stayed
up watching Bulgarian quiz shows which was quite funny to watch giving the fact
I hadn’t a clue what they were saying. Eventually it was time to get changed
and head downstairs for breakfast. I was hungry so as soon as I arrived I
didn’t hesitate to fill my plate up with all sorts of baked goods. I sat down
and ate as Sean entered the room looking a bit rough himself as he sat at my
table. He explained that he went out drinking again last night and somehow
managed to survive the morning. I was shaking my head laughing as we ate our
food. I was also telling him about the incident with my shoes and the Bulgarian
feast which was definitely a different vibe than where he went to last night. We
were talking about what our plans were today and I said to him that I would
have liked to get to the very top today to see the panoramic views as it was
quite sunny this morning. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was time to head back upstairs to get my ski clothing on but this time I
decided to leave my new shoes in my room as I didn’t trust anyone anymore. So I
left my room with my socks on and made my way to the lobby. After placing my
heavy ski boots on the shuttle bus arrived on time and we all clambered in and
left straight away. The ride was short and sweet and soon arrived to the hustle
and bustle at the gondola station once more. After the usual routine of picking
my skis up I made haste for the gondola station. I immediately noticed the queue
was the biggest I had seen so far but it still moved forward at a quick pace.
After passing the barriers, my car was slowly turning and I rushed in ready to
make my way to the top. All of a sudden 7 other people came rushing in and sat
down which meant it was going to be a jam packed ride up the gondola and to be
honest I found it to be the most awkward moment in human history. This meant it
was a long and gruelling ride to the top but eventually we made it getting
ourselves ready to jump out and grab our skis. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Surprisingly
it was quite quiet at the top despite how busy it was at the bottom but it did
mean there were no queues at the button lift. I was getting the hang of riding
the button lift now with confidence which meant I could let go of the handle
and let the lift drag me along and then before I knew it I had made it to the
half way point. I must have went up and down the slope several times perfecting
my turns before the lesson would start enjoying the fact that it was still
quiet. I also took the risk of turning on the steeper side of the slope which
was quite intimidating at first giving the fact I was a beginner but managed a
controlled descent to the bottom. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bunderishka Polyana</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Eventually
it was time for the morning lesson so I met up with the other learners talking
about what we all did last night until Katy arrived raring to go. She took us
up the button lift again which was starting to form a queue so it took a good
while before everyone in the group was riding to the half way mark. Everyone
made it but Baz being Baz fell over as soon as he came off the lift. We were
all feeling sorry for him but laughing with him too as he reluctantly made his
way to us clipping his skis back on. Once we all lined up, Katy went through
the objectives for today which was slalom turns as well as keeping close behind
one another in a snake like formation. It was great to have a different skill
to learn and everyone over time was picking it up very well including Baz who
had started to show progress from when he first started. We all did to be honest
and Katy loved the change and how far we came from the start. It definitely
gave us a boost in confidence and motivation to keep on pushing our
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
the lesson went on, a huge snow cloud was approaching the area again which
meant my plan to get to the top was jeopardised again. The lesson eventually
finished in time for me to be hungry again so with haste I made it straight
into the restaurant to grab the same snacks as the previous days. As I was
eating outside I was watching on at the few people who were dressed up such as
a minion, a chipmunk and a Japanese looking cat. I was also admiring the unique
Hummer vehicle right next to me which instead of tyres had 4 triangle
caterpillar tracks. It belonged to the ‘Happy Ends’ bar which I assumed was up
this way to promote the bar and get people to go in. I had finished my dinner
and decided to go straight up to the moderate route again. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Happy Ends Bar Hummer</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">At
this point it was beginning to snow making the ride up the chair lift even
colder. I had my goggles on all the way up and all I could here was the slight
cold wind and the snow gently hitting my goggles. The silence was out of this
world and I savoured that moment until it was time to get off at the top
station. As guessed the snow was a hell of a lot deeper than the bottom of the
lift which felt quite magical to be honest as I made my way to the top of the
moderate route. The views of the mountain tops weren’t there of course but the
trees were beginning to get covered by the snow making the area look like a
winter wonderland. With the lessons and confidence gained the past few days I
was eager to get down the slope without falling this time. So I took a deep
breath and made my way down with turns and ploughs feeling more in control than
the previous days passing the point where I fell last focusing on the next
section. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
overwhelming feeling I felt when I made past the steeper section was phenomenal
as I gained a lot of speed on the flatter surface whizzing by everyone feeling
more alive. I quickly made my way onto the beginner route heading back to the
start and I had more fun going down this section as yet again I was in complete
control speeding past nearly everyone. The very last turn and steep slope felt
like nothing either as I quickly arrived back at the start weaving through the
crowd back to my group in time for the afternoon lesson. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Katy
informed everyone that she was confident enough for us to go down the ski road
together after a few more slalom turns on the learner slope. Unfortunately I
couldn’t partake in the ski road session because I was taking part in a snowboard
taster at 3pm and by the time we would get to the bottom of the ski road, I
wouldn’t have made it back up in time. I told Katy of this but I said I can
still join in with the slalom turns beforehand. So we all made our way to the
button lift and immediately seen how busy it was to get up. So some of us
decided to unclip our skis and walk up whereas some stayed in the queue. The
walk up was very tiring with all the thick clothing on and the snow blowing in
our faces but we eventually made it to the top of the slope. We all eventually
clipped our skis back on awaiting the other members coming up the lift. They
were taking forever to even get towards the barrier area so we were all talking
to each other to pass the time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">There
were also other lessons going on around us and we must have been in the way
because there was an abrupt old instructor telling us to move out the way and
wondering where our instructor was. Maz was getting annoyed with him at the
fact he had no manners whatsoever and basically biting back at him for talking
to us like that. I thought Maz was an absolute legend from that point as we all
praised him. A very long time passed until everyone was back together ready to
head down the slope. We were slightly soaked from the heavy snow so we were
eager to get down and away from the old abrupt instructor. So we began to
follow each other closely down the slope in a snake like formation stopping now
and again to make sure everyone was still together. Quite dramatically everyone
was skiing a lot better than the morning session which was amazing. I loved the
sense of joy when the snow got heavier blanketing the whole area thickly whilst
skiing in formation thinking it was truly beautiful. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bunderishka Polyana</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
made our way back down to the bottom when Katy said she was ready to take the
group down the ski road. I parted ways wishing them all good luck as I was
awaiting my snowboard taster. I had seen I had plenty of time still so I
decided to head up the chair lift again to the moderate route. Yet again I
enjoyed the peaceful ride up as the snow was hitting harder against my goggles
until I reached the top raring to go down the route without any falls. I
decided to record my run so after switching my GoPro on I made my descent.
Everything was going well until a skier cut me off and I lost control speeding
up in the process. Within seconds I fell backwards completely gutted trying to
pick myself back up. I was laughing though at the fact I was recording it as
well which I thought was typical. After getting myself back up I continued on
smoothly the rest of the journey enjoying every moment of it until I came to a
stop at the bottom again. By then it was time to prepare for my snowboard
taster. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
could see the familiar face of the larger than life rep waiting at the snowboard
meeting point with a clipboard so I made my way over to him and gave him the
voucher he requested. He gave me a drinks voucher for the ‘Happy Ends’ bar when
I finished and then informed me on where to go and what to do. So I took on his
advice and entered a building next to the gondola station to swap my ski boots
for snowboard boots. I left my skis on the outside rack and my boots in the
room as I put on my new boots. It was quite easy to put on the boots and then
surprisingly comfortable when I walked around in them. The trouble was when I
was stationary; the pressure in my calf muscles was overwhelming with the
forward angle of the boots. I wasn’t the only one suffering as I could see
other people’s faces twisting. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
short moment later I grabbed my big snowboard and made my way outside to join
the rest of the group eager to get started on something new. The instructor we
had was Bulgarian with a hint of an American accent and he was asking us all if
we had ever snowboarded before. When a guy and I said no he lined us up in
front of him and without warning he pushed us both. It was intentional of
course to see which leg we used first to stop ourselves and mine was the right
leg. As soon as he realised what our strongest leg was he adjusted the
snowboards for us and then began the lesson telling us how to carry our
snowboard around and so we did making our way to a quieter area of the slopes.
We walked over to a very flat area as it was just a taster and then we all
dropped our boards to listen to the instructor. He told us all to undo one of
our boots to show us how to tie them properly. There were two different types
of boots and luckily I had the one that was easier to tie as it was just a wire
cable that I could tighten with a dial. We spent quite a long time waiting for
the other group of people who had to tie there boots with very long laces. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bunderishka Polyana</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Eventually
we were all ready to learn how to drag our boards with one binding. I could
definitely feel the pain in my calves as I had to drag and turn my board in
motion with everyone else. Then we had to slide with our board with one binding
which I could feel in my quads as I tried to push myself up the slope with my
board. Everyone got the hang of it eventually and then we were told to bind the
second foot onto the board as we were going to learn how to turn left and
right. All the while I was thinking of an old snowboard computer game I used to
play thinking I was one of the characters. Anyway, the instructor was going
through the process of how to make a perfect ‘rainbow turn’ stating that we had
to keep our back straight and dip slightly forward with the toes or dip
backwards with the heel for the opposite turn. Time and time again I was slowly
falling over trying to perfect the movement but I couldn’t do it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">There
were times I was really close to getting it right but again I fell every time.
However, there was one frontal turn I did where I didn’t fall and the
instructor liked it. It boosted my confidence up but it was in vain because the
next few times I constantly fell over. I could see half the people were getting
sick of falling over and the fact that their calves were killing too and looked
as though they gave up. I couldn’t though and kept trying despite the pain. Our
next quick lesson was learning how to get up properly once we did fall over
instead of unbinding the board. Even that was hard to do as once I was up I was
either falling back down or sliding away eventually falling down again. It
wasn’t funny at the time and I just wanted it to be over but I knew I would be
laughing about it later on. The lesson lasted about 1½ hours and I could see
everyone was relieved it was over. There was one more thing to do which wasn’t
snowboard related and it was to have a sleigh race with everyone to the meeting
point on the boards. We all lined up on the hill and the instructor counted
down from 3. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">In
the back of my mind I was thinking I’m going to win this but as soon as he said
go it was the total opposite. We all picked up speed going at good pace in a
straight line and then I veered off to the left leaving the group and slowly
but surely, I fell off my board sliding into the compacted snow as I watched on
at the other group stopping just before the meeting point. I couldn’t believe I
was the only one who went the opposite direction and I was laughing away as I
picked myself back up. I picked my board up and made my way to the rest of the
group who were now inside the building retrieving their ski boots. I was the
last to get in changing back into my ski boots and then grabbing my skis ready
to leave the area. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Happy Ends Bar Hummer</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
soon as I put the skis on, I forgot for a second how to ski feeling my legs go
all over the place. I got my control back and began to make my way down the ski
road. Just before I got under way, I decided to switch on my GoPro again to get
the whole run down on footage. As I started the snow started but not as heavy
as beforehand which was still brilliant to whiz by as I picked up speed through
the winter wonderland. I always thought going down the ski road was a great way
to end a day of skiing. The run was going great and as I lowered in height the
snow became rain which was no bother as it wasn’t bad enough to get soaked
through. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">About
halfway down the road I could see Tania ahead of me slowly learning her turns
so I slowed myself down with the plough and surprised her when I said hello to
her. We had a brief talk mainly because I didn’t slow down fast enough and flew
by her making my way to the bottom. I finally came to a stop just in front of
the gondola station but instead of going straight in, I decided to wait for
Tania to come down. It took a very long time for her to come down but when she
did, she stopped next to me and we had a talk about how their ski road session went
and how my snowboard taster went. She found it funny at the fact I was
constantly falling over. We both walked into the ski centre still talking as we
returned our skis and then I decided to have another look at the shelving to
see if my shoes were there. They weren’t but the other shoes I thought looked
similar to mine were still there. I just left still disappointed at the fact my
shoes were stolen. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
headed straight to the ‘Happy Ends’ bar to use my voucher I got and as soon as
I entered I recognised Tracey crossing my path. She had seen me and asked how
my snowboard taster went. Again she found it funny how I was falling over but
praised me at the fact I tried. We parted ways as I then bumped into Flora who
was one of the women from the Bulgarian feast last night. She was surprised to
see me and asked if I was leaving or just came in. She then asked me to come
join her and her friends and so I did. The other women had seen me approach
them and they looked happy to see me so I took my thick ski jacket off and sat
down with them in the warm vibrant bar with a rock band playing behind us.
Within seconds of me sitting down the lead singer came over and held the
microphone between us all as we all sang along. He eventually returned to the
stage with smiles on our faces. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Happy Ends Bar</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Sitting
with the 4 women were another 3 I had never seen before but we were all talking
about our day of skiing which slopes we went onto etc. I was talking to Flora
about my snowboard taster and what I had learned in skiing as she knew I was
only a beginner. She was impressed with what I had accomplished and then I realised
then how kind hearted she was. Anyway, I then decided to head off to the bar
and grab my free drink with my voucher. The barmaid was wondering why I had 2
drinks vouchers instead of one which I didn’t really know why but she
eventually said that I could only have hot chocolate or red wine. Of course I
went for the red wine so she went off and brought over 2 glasses of it. I
thanked her as I made my way back to the table. I offered one of the drinks to
anyone who wanted it at my table but no one stepped forward. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Happy Ends Bar Band</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Flora
and I were talking more about her university interview she had to video call
the next day saying she was getting stressed out about it as I was surprised at
the fact she had to do that on her holiday. The new acquaintance that was
called Adam had a brief talk with us too and then I joined in the conversation
with the other 3 women. I was asking them if they remembered how to do the
paper rose and they were ecstatic for me to show the new acquaintances. So I
grabbed the napkin and went through the process with the man opposite me as he
was copying my technique. We ended as he presented his floppy paper rose to his
partner who was laughing at the fact it wasn’t straight. By that point all the
women and acquaintances were taking there leave except for Adam who stayed
behind to have a talk with me. He was a funny guy who had quite a lot to say.
He talked about his knee injury of a dislocated knee and he was shocked at the
fact I dislocated mine 5 times. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
eventually finished my red wine which I didn’t like to be honest and we both
left the bar making our way back to our hotels. He was wondering why I still
had my ski boots on and I was explaining my stolen shoes to him and the fact I
left my new pair at the hotel as I didn’t trust anyone anymore. As I thumped
down the street with my heavy boots we bumped into a pestering guy who was
trying to persuade us to go into the restaurant next to us. Adam decided to
have a joke and pester him instead asking where another person was and then
having a laugh when the guy had a Manchester United hat on yet never supported
them. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hotel Pirin</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
wasn’t long before we were outside his hotel where we parted ways. I said
goodbye and went on my way back to my hotel which was a long walk due to the
fact I was walking in my ski boots. My boots were loud as I walked down the
smoky old town feeling like an outlaw cowboy with the metal straps hitting hard
against the boot. Eventually I made my way back to the hotel feeling relieved
taking my boots off with the huge swell of steam coming out of them. I was
finally in my room relieved when I took my ski clothing off and lay star fished
on my bed. I quickly got changed and entered the dining room for my dinner which
was yet again quiet as a mouse heading straight for the canteen. I piled my
small plate up and sat by myself stuffing my face as though I hadn’t been fed
for weeks. I had finished and surprised at the fact Sean didn’t come in for his
so I took my leave heading back upstairs to rest for a while. To be honest I
was getting a bit bored of sitting in my room doing nothing and realised I had
no activities or events to do tonight so I decided to put on my thick ski
jacket and go out into the town and admiring it in more detail plus have a look
around the areas I hadn’t seen.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
left the hotel heading straight for the Christmas trees and the beautiful water
features trying to admire them all. However, as soon as I tried to go near the
water feature, a guy would keep coming up and pester me so I just walked away. It
was getting frustrating too when I would walk up one of the main streets with
guys trying to get me in to their restaurants too. Along the way I had to take
care whilst I was walking because the rain today had frozen already making the
path very slippy. Despite this, I walked through as quickly as I could and
thankfully made it away from the main areas and started walking over to the
river and bridge. I felt better standing on the bridge overlooking the water
rushing below me because no one was there to pester me. I was enjoying the
sound of the water as it was making its way down to the north of Bansko and
beyond. What made the place quite pretty were the lights on the bridges with
lines of lights slowly dropping continuously as though it looked like icicles
falling.</span></div>
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continued heading west for a moment and turned right onto the road the shuttle
bus used. It was so quiet and really dark as there were no lights in the area.
Parts of the path were incomplete as well which meant I had to go on the small
road but it was nothing to worry about as there were no cars coming along it.
It was great as it was just me with nobody to be seen. Then I clapped my eyes
on the glorious stars above me. It was spectacular as I was constantly staring
at them looking on at some familiar constellations. I eventually came upon the
lit up area now and quite near to me was a bridge leading back to the old town
so I crossed it. There were a few more locals and tourists in the area but
nothing to the extent of the central point. I continued north admiring the area
and then just before I had to turn right again, there was a peculiar old wooden
well and mill right next to me. I couldn’t make out what it was for but
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seen was the huge lit up Christmas tree feeling relieved that I was going the
right way down the right street. I swiftly made my way back to the hotel at
about 9pm and as I was quite worn out from everything I did today, I had a very
late shower to relieve the strain in my legs. Then I dried off then drifted off
into sleep thinking about the stars shining as they were in the clear night sky
of Bansko.</span></div>
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January 2016</span></u></b></div>
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woke up to my alarm once more at 7:30am and it was definitely a tiring morning
due to the fact I came in really late the previous night from the pub crawl. I
was still reminiscing over what an enjoyable night I had but I had to focus on
today and what wonderful things I had in store. I got changed and headed down
for breakfast as I was absolutely hungry. I entered the room and I could see
Sean sitting down to his breakfast. We gave each other a look as though to say
we survived the night. I quickly grabbed a few things such as eggs, cheese and
ham as well as fruits and juice and made my way to Sean’s table. We got talking
about the pub crawl and how much fun we had as well as what our intentions were
today. We eventually finished our food as we both headed to our rooms to grab
our skiing equipment. After double checking I had everything including my heavy
ski boots, I headed straight down to the outside area awaiting pick up by the
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I arrived there were a few others waiting too and I had a quick conversation
with them to pass the time. Sean eventually showed up just in time for the bus
to arrive. As soon as it pulled up we all rushed on eager to get going.
Unfortunately, the driver rushed off inside the hotel and then quickly rushed
back out and then hit a bombshell at us. News came out that the Gondola lift
was not working and we all had mixed minds whether to stay at the hotel or not.
The driver made the decision for us all and drove to the gondola station anyway
in the hopes that it would be working later on. I thought the day was ruined to
be honest as we eventually pulled up in the car park in front of the gondola.
We could see the cars weren’t moving as well as countless people pacing the
area wondering what was going on. We all got out and went our separate ways
flustered about what to do. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Reluctantly,
I decided to grab my skis anyway just incase. I put on my ski boots and placed
my shoes on the shelf and made my way back out to join everyone else outside.
As I got out I bumped into Maz and Tracey who already had their skis and
informed me that there were shuttle busses put together to take everyone up the
mid section of the mountain. They were pointing near the ‘Happy Ends’ bar and
as I looked over, I could see a very huge queue forming so I rushed over as
best as I could with my boots on and joined the queue. It was very tedious spending
a very long time nudging forward getting closer to the barrier area and as time
passed, I was constantly looking back at the gondola station to see if the cars
were moving to which they weren’t unfortunately. </span></div>
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very long time passed until I eventually made it to the mini vans. The driver
was grabbing everyone’s skis and chucking them in the back where we all crammed
in ready to set away. The driver was rushing back into the van and left
straight away making our way to the mid section of the mountain. I had a
feeling it would be a long journey in the van knowing how long it was in the
cable car. We were making quick pace up the mountain along the very tight
winding road cutting down the miles. The driver had no fear and was overtaking
cars on corners, speeding around them and before we knew it the familiar sight
of the mid section arrived. I was happy to get out of the van and grab my skis
and I couldn’t believe what I had seen. The gondola lift decided to work when I
got up there and I was laughing with disbelief. I was up here now anyway and to
be honest it was great because everyone was still trying to make their way up
so it was pretty empty. This meant the button lift was free to use with no
queues whatsoever.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I thought I used the slight time I had to
improve my turns and ploughs. I went a few times up and down the slopes finding
each plough at ease but still struggling a bit on the turns. I noticed everyone
from my ski group was gathered around Katy so I made my way straight to them. I
came to a nice stop and said hello to everyone and immediately talking about
the gondola lift. We then continued on up the button lift and were told to make
our way up to the second snow cannon area which was half way up the slope we
were on. We all made it with some people walking up the slope instead of the
lift and because we were slightly higher up, I could see the beautiful
mountains to the north poking up above the alpine trees
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all lined up taking turns again at perfecting our turns and ploughs with ease;
so then Katy decided to challenge us by placing her sticks 1 metre apart with
another stick lying across them. She provided a demonstration where she
basically ducked underneath and through the sticks as though we were doing a
forward limbo. There were a few finding it easy and some who ended up pulling
apart the sticks. There was one moment I thought I knocked it over when I felt
the stick hit my back but as I stopped and turned I seen it was still there.
Over time everyone got the hang of it and passed under with ease so we focused
more on turning. Katy yet again gave us a demonstration where we had to learn
to bend our knees and keep a forward momentum whilst turning. It was quite
complicated to understand at first because to turn left, I had to lean to the
right and visa versa. Each time I would go down I couldn’t really get the hang
of it but then towards the end I managed coming to a perfect stop boosting my
confidence feeling in control. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
lesson came to an end as we all went down the slope together and then we were
told we had an hours break before the afternoon lesson would begin. So we all
dropped our skis at the racks and went our separate ways. I did my usual
routine and grabbed a big bag of crisps and croissant with some pop and sat
down outside admiring the hustle and bustle of everyone having a great time. I
quickly finished my snacks and thought about risking going up a bit higher up
the mountain to try another route out as I wanted to experience something new.
I grabbed my skis and walked over to the huge map of the mountain slopes to
figure out where the chair lift nearest to me was going too. I was in two minds
whether to go up or not when I found out it was leading to a small moderate
route and then onto the beginners route. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
braved it though and clipped my skis on my feet sliding over to the checkpoint.
It was still quite quiet so I didn’t have to queue when I passed the lift
barrier. I was actually dreading this part as I had visions of me falling on my
backside as soon as I tried to get on and off the chair. I nudged myself
forward and came up to another barrier which was knee height so I lined myself
up touching the barrier ready for it to open up. As I stood there I noticed the
red and white conveyor belt in front of me which I wasn’t expecting but braced
myself when the barrier opened and slid on the belt. I stumbled slightly but
stayed upright as it moved me forward to the end of it. I then came to a stop
and watched on at the 6 seated chair as it came round the corner and I thought
this is it don’t fall over as it pushed into my knees and forced me to sit down
on it. It was hard to keep the skis straight as the chair turned around again
but then the ground level dropped as I was rapidly shunted up the cable on my
way to the moderate route. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
had to put the barrier down to keep me from falling to my doom in the soft snow
below but once I sat back and relaxed, I was overwhelmed by the shear silence
of the journey up. I couldn’t hear anything and it felt great and peaceful. As
I gained height, the colder it got of course so it was a good job I was wrapped
up. I couldn’t get over the beautiful views on the way up too but I had to
focus on getting off the chair because the top station was vastly approaching.
I had difficulty lifting the safety bar up because I forgot my skis were
holding it down. I lifted the bar up just in time for the chair to arrive at
the top. My next concern was getting off at the top at ease and I had my sticks
ready in front of me to help push me off. Thankfully I timed it right to jump
off the chair and I came to a controlled momentum straight onto a slight slope.
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
snow was a lot deeper at this section which I thought would be good to help me
control my turns and pace. I made it down to the top of the moderate route but
I didn’t go down it straight away. I stopped at the flatter surface at the very
top of the route and the first view that caught my eye was the picturesque view
of the next mountain top to the west of me with the pine trees bundled up
together below it. I was also standing right next to the black slope too and
was taken aback with how steep it was. There was no way I was heading down that
route on this trip so I turned around and braced myself for the moderate route.
It was definitely intimidating as I started making my way down. I immediately
began my turns and ploughing constantly and I was doing quite well but a minute
or so down the route I lost the control I had with the turns and I was gaining
speed. The turns I was trying to make were not really helping and all of a
sudden I fell over backwards coming to a soft landing in the snow. I came to a
slow stop right in front of a baby pine tree completely covered in snow. I was
happy I didn’t get injured thankfully and got myself back on my feet grabbing
my sticks continuing on down the slope. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
had a hell of a lot more control from then on and I was enjoying the moments I
would pick up speed. I could see another restaurant area approaching which was
called ‘Shiligarnik’ and it was home to a couple more chair lift stations which
took people up to the very top. I was tempted to go up but I didn’t have time
as the afternoon lesson was really close. This was also the area where the
moderate route connected to the beginner route so I headed straight onto it. It
was great to see different views than the ones I became used to and I loved the
moment of skiing through the woodland areas performing reasonable turns to keep
the momentum up but still focused on controlling my speed with ploughs. There
were a few sharp and steep turns which I managed to pass at ease and I picked
up speed again as the route became flatter. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Then
the ‘Bunderishka Polyana’ area emerged through the thick trees and I could see
a lot of people gathered outside the restaurant/bar area. I was coming to the
end section of the route which looked to be awkward as it was very steep and
was on a turn. So I had to control my speed at a slow pace and thankfully I
made it to the bottom of that route. I was happy about what I did as I
continued on to meet the others for the afternoon lesson. Most of the people
were there ready to go so I had a conversation with them about what I just did
and some of them were surprised I went down there and asked if I was ok when I
fell over. Katy arrived as well as the rest of the group and so we made our way
up the button lift again. Yet again we were improving on our turns learning new
techniques on controlling speed while turning. One manoeuvre involved balancing
one stick on both hands and to create a slalom movement without dropping the
stick. We had to really bend the knees and then extend which was putting quite
a bit of pressure on my left knee but I still pressed on as did everyone else. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
ones that were doing badly at the start of the holiday were showing great
improvement which was a beauty of itself. The other thing that was making it
difficult for everyone was the horrible rain and cold that came our way in the
afternoon. It also didn’t help at the fact there were times we were standing
still for a while and everyone was getting soaked especially my gloves. I could
tell everyone wanted the lesson to be over quick and as luck would have it Katy
decided to cut the lesson short. We all skied to the restaurant area again so
we could get a brief from Katy and telling us what time we had to meet up the
next day. We said goodbye to each other as we parted ways.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was heading straight for the ski road to see if I had improved from yesterdays
run down it. As I blissfully enjoyed the first section of peace and
tranquillity, I was vastly approaching the steeper section with the slight
turns. I could immediately feel the difference in my control when I was making
the turns feeling confident enough to get faster. I was passing a lot more
people but still not keeping up with the pros. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
fact that I was in control meant I could really enjoy the views surrounding me
which was fantastic as the wind blew in my face. There were also times on
straight sections where I would bend down to pick up the speed and they were
the moments where the wind would rush past me gaining speed. I loved the
momentum I established but it was short lived when I reached the bottom section
of the route as it was flat and slow so it seemed to take forever to arrive at
the bottom gondola station. I was thinking of finishing there and then but I
changed my mind and made my way through to the gondola station again. As I made
my way up to the steps I noticed it was really quiet with hardly anyone there.
I made my way through the barrier and a car was ready for me to jump in. I
thought I was going to have the car to myself but a foreign woman jumped in at
the last minute and we were soon on our way up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">At
this point the clouds were clearing which meant I could pass the time by
admiring the glorious views of Bansko town and mountains far behind. I could
also hear the wind becoming stronger through the small windows on the car.
There were times we were swaying up, down and side to side which meant the
cable had to stop at times. The woman was getting slightly frustrated whereas I
didn’t as I continued admiring the views around me. A very long time passed
with gondola stopping until we came up to the top station once more with the
familiar sights of fluorescent skiers bunched up around the area. We were happy
we finally left the car as I strapped on my skis and headed straight down the
ski road again. It wasn’t raining the second time going down but I still
covered my face with my goggles and balaclava as it was still freezing cold. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Journey Back Up</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
second run was a lot better than my first one as I was picking up speed even on
the harder turns next to the flowing river alongside me. It was definitely a
thrill to be going at a faster pace watching on at a few people falling over
both skiers and snowboarders as I quite quickly arrived back at the bottom
again. I felt happier with my control but I didn’t want to go up the gondola
again just incase it kept stopping. So I unclipped my skis and made my way into
the ski centre. I returned my skis like I normally do and then went to the
shelf to retrieve my shoes. As I went to the shelf that I placed them on, they
weren’t even there. I was shocked that they weren’t there and so I checked
every shelf that was in that room with no luck. I did spot a pair that looked
very similar to mine but I wasn’t sure and I thought someone might have taken
mine thinking that they were theirs. I didn’t know what to do so in the end I
just walked away wearing my ski boots. I unbuckled the straps to make it easier
for me to walk in and made my way out still flustered on what just happened. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was eager to get back to the hotel and luckily enough the right shuttle bus was
waiting in the car park with no body inside. I walked as best as I could to it
and eventually entered the van. 15 minutes later the driver made his way to my
hotel as I was the only one in the van. In no time at all we pulled up outside
the hotel and I let myself out to save the driver from doing it. I clambered up
the few stairs to the entrance and noticed the sign stating no ski boots on. So
I took them off and the steam coming out of the boots were billowing out like a
steam train. I was laughing as I picked them up and walked straight for the
lift. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
entered my room finally and as I opened the door there was a letter on the
floor which stated the gondola lift was working again which was pointless to be
honest as the day was over with. My next concern was to go and buy new walking
boots. Luckily I brought my smart shoes with me so despite the fact it looked
quite silly wearing outdoor gear with smart shoes, I made my way out into the
town of Bansko
in the hopes of finding a shoe shop. I walked along to the square where all the
Christmas trees were and up the hill towards one of the main streets. There
were a few shops that looked like they had shoes in but they were either
women’s shoes or novelty shoes which was no good of course. Finally, I managed to
find one where the whole place was crammed with shoes and boots on shelves so I
wasted no time entering the shop. It didn’t take long for me to catch my eye on
a pair and then the shopkeeper approached me to help out. She helped me pick a
good pair of walking boots and quite happily helped me put them on my feet and
even tied my laces. I was telling her what happened at the ski centre to which
she laughed but shocked at what happened. I paid 60 Lev and made my way out
with my smart shoes in a black bag. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bansko</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
wasted no time getting back with my comfy shoes and then I managed to get a
shower because I didn’t want to stink the place out for tonight’s event. I was
taking part in a Bulgarian folklore fiesta which I thought would be a good
thing to do understanding the culture of a country in one evening. I grabbed my
voucher I needed and made my way downstairs to the lobby area. Within minutes
of me sitting at reception, a man came in to the building and must have known I
was waiting for pick up. I gave him my voucher and made my way outside. At this
point the rain was pouring down so we wasted no time getting into the car and
driving off. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
thought the journey would be quite long but he only turned a few corners and
then stopped. I thought we were picking more people up but he got out and told
me to follow him. We walked at a quick pace down a narrow cobbled street with
our heads bowed due to the rain as he escorted me to a low wooden door. He said
to watch my head as I passed through the door then into a very small yard in
the back and then through another small door. I entered into a small building
with a small bar with Bulgarian artefacts and drapes overtaking the stonework.
It was quite a sight to see as I made my way through. The larger than life rep
was waiting between two rooms with a few other reps and then he escorted me to
the next small room as the driver took his leave. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
place was pretty much packed as the rep told me where to sit which was quite
close to the doorway. The starter dish was already set out on the tables so as
soon as I sat down I joined everyone else and began eating. It was basically a
salad with piles of cucumber, tomatoes and white cheese and I was kind of
enjoying it but it was still rabbit food to me. As I was eating I realised there
were 4 seats to my left empty assuming I was the last to arrive and then I
realised I didn’t know anyone in the room. So then I tried my best to mingle
with the middle aged people next to me. It was good to talk to the people next
to me but to be honest the conversation was becoming quite boring as they were
trying to guess each others jobs. Fortunately, the rep interrupted everyone to
introduce him and the team. He was giving us information on Bulgarian history
and the history of the actual building we were in which used to be the town’s
bank in the 17<sup>th</sup> century. We were also told the Bulgarian’s yes no
scenario (during the Ottoman Empire era, the ottomans would invade towns like
Bansko and line families up in their own homes with a knife to their throat.
They would get asked if they would join the empire and if they said no then
they would die. So they would say yes but really meant no). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was very intriguing to know and then the best part came at the end. Each of us
had a small wine glass at our side full of a Bulgarian spirit called Rakia. I
heard of this stuff and heard it tasted like paint thinner so then the rep
requested we all lifted up the glass, look at the nearest person in the eye and
give them cheers. So we all did and then drank. My face almost twisted like it
would with a glass of whiskey but it didn’t feel as strong which was good
enough for me. I noticed nobody else around me liked theirs and offered me
their drink. I didn’t hold back so I took them and drank them as they laughed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
moment later, 4 women walked through and took the 4 empty seats next to me. They
looked as though they were fun kind of people and immediately they were talking
to me. They were asking if they had missed much and I told them about the
history lesson by the rep and the Rakia. They liked the fact I had to drink
everyone’s drink sitting near me. We all got talking straight away about
everything and anything. There were jokes and serious talks and it felt great
to be a part of it. At this point the main course arrived which was like a
goulash/stew dish which was plentiful of beef. I dug in straight away losing
count of how many pieces of bread I used to soak up the stew. Then the women
were admiring my travel tattoo on my arm wondering what it was all about. I was
explaining that there was a hidden assassins’ creed symbol in the tattoo and
they were definitely up for finding it. So they were looking for the next five
minutes with no luck and then they gave up. I gave them a clue and they
immediately seen it. We were having more good conversations about where we all
came from and the woman called Sarah sitting next to me lived in Newcastle but came
from London which was where all the other friend Flora came from. We were also
talking about our skiing experience and which routes we had been down. It
passed the time very well and then the rep interrupted us all again. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bulgarian Folklore Fiesta</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">He
was introducing the traditional dancers and musicians to us and we all applauded
as two dancers approached the room wearing traditional red and white garments.
The musicians were hiding in the back as they began playing away whilst the
dancers began to do twists and turns in the tight nipped room. It was really
good to watch and hear the unique music playing in the background and it was
definitely a different vibe than the previous night’s pub crawl. We were all
enjoying it and wanted more so when the dancers finished, the musicians stepped
forward and one man sang a solo with quite a loud deep voice which hit every
one of us. Then the musicians began playing together with the clarinet player
at the front. He was making everyone laugh when he kept unscrewing each part of
the clarinet and playing it as the sound got higher and higher in pitch. He was
down to his last section of his clarinet which played the highest pitched sound
until he screwed all the pieces back on and continued on playing. We gave him a
big cheer as they all bowed in appreciation. Then they played one more tune and
the dancers came in once more. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">They
did a little dance and then grabbed random people from the tables and as they
linked arms, they were jumping sideways through the whole room to the next room
and back. Flora and the other friend were lifted up and joined the line as we
all laughed. I was happy I was sitting at the opposite side so they couldn’t
grab me. The music eventually finished with loud applause as the evening came
towards end. I was telling the women about the paper rose I do and they were
eager to learn so I went through the process as they did in time with me and
eventually we all finished at the same time with them wowed by what they had
learned. To my surprise there was a kid who was copying too and gave me a rose
to put in with the rest. The women thought it was cute of him as I thought it
was cool. Anyway the night came to an end and the women were asking if I wanted
a lift in the pick up they had and I turned it down due to the fact I was only
round the corner. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
parted ways in the hopes that we would meet up again during our time here. We
all left together and thanks to the woman who bumped her head on the low
doorway, I managed to duck my head in time. I waved them good bye and made my
way straight for the hotel. I was thinking about what a great evening I had
meeting new people and understanding the history of Bulgaria in one night. I soon
returned back to my hotel feeling relieved to be back and rested for the days
to come.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com02770 Bansko, Bulgaria41.8404241 23.48565299999995741.7931016 23.404971999999958 41.8877466 23.566333999999955tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-46874454211445680332017-02-20T09:07:00.002+00:002017-02-22T10:20:39.383+00:00Blissful Slopes of Bansko - Day 3<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u><span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;">Bansko</span></u></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 9;"> </span><u>Bulgaria</u></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u><span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;">Monday 11<sup>th</sup>
January 2016</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was woke up by the sound of my deafening alarm at 7:15am which was really
beneficial anyway as I needed to be up early in order to be ready for the trip
to the gondola station. So I shot up and partly got changed and then actually
made it for breakfast this time which I was happy about. The canteen was filled
with the typical continental spread but I didn't care, it was food so I grabbed
a tea party plate and filled it up with different things such as ham, egg and a
bit of marble cake; what a weird combination I thought as I dug in. I soon finished
my food and headed back to my room quickly putting on the rest of my ski
clothing excited to get going. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Hotel Pirin</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was soon down stairs and outside the entrance waiting for the shuttle bus to pick
me up along with a few other eager skiers. It was quite a brisk morning too but
in the distance I could clearly see the clouds disappearing with the sun shining
bright which was a great warm feeling for me. It wasn't long before the bus
finally arrived as we all immediately clambered in with our heavy boots and helmets.
It was a nice thought that we weren't picking more people up as I just wanted
to get straight up there as did everyone else. It was a short trip to the
gondola station and we soon parked up heading straight for the ski centre with
no hesitation. I entered the room to pick up my skis and as soon as I walked
in, there was a not so very nice smell of feet lingering right up my nose which
would haunt me forever. It was nearly as bad as my sister’s feet so I braved it
and embraced it as I joined in with the bad smell changing into my boots too. </span><span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
left in haste for the cable cars and it was starting to become very busy. I
joined in one of the world’s slowest congas and then I finally passed or barged
to put it nicely through the barrier as did everyone else climbing aboard the
gondola along with a group of men.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Bansko Gondola Station</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It was quite a tight fitting for 6 of us but
we all got in with our dignity still intact. Once the doors shut we rapidly
moved forward and on our way up. The journey up was kind of awkward as they
were speaking a different language where as I was basically looking out of the
window watching the hundreds of pine trees passing by. One guy did speak to me
but that was only to ask if the approaching station was for us which it wasn't
but then they started speaking their own language again. The other problem was
that as there were a lot of people the car would get steamed up so I couldn't
exactly see the glorious scenery behind me. Finally we were all getting ready
to leave the car. Bizarrely enough it actually felt like we were getting ready
for battle as we all simultaneously placed our helmets on and checking
equipment before rushing out and grabbing our skis. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Leaving Bansko</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
nice cool air was brushing against my face as I took a deep slow breath taking
in the glorious view. As I arrived early I wanted to get some practice in
before the morning lesson. It was great too as it was pretty quiet due to the
fact people were still making there way up from the bottom. So I plonked on my
skis and headed to a very slight slope to practice my plough manoeuvre. I was
getting the hang of it straight away despite the icy conditions of the slope
then I noticed Tania from my ski group was doing the same thing nearby which
was good to watch as she was improving slightly too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Right
next to us was the drag lift where a big black or red bar would turn with the
cable and I had to try and grab it in order to get back to the top of the small
slope. I watched on at a few others as they were falling off not giving me any
hopes and then it was my turn as I watched the bar come towards me. I thought
to myself 'brace yourself ' so I did and grabbed the bar tightly. All of a
sudden it completely forced me forward quite hard as I stumbled slightly but
stayed on and couldn't believe it. I could feel it in my arms at the time too
which felt as though I was going to pull a muscle. I slowly but surely made it
to the top and began again down the slope perfecting my plough as I knew it
would be important for my progress later on in the day. I continued this right
until my lesson began at 10am. I could see everyone was gathering together so I
joined them saying hello to everyone. Once everyone was assembled we all skied
up to the quarter mark together stumbling up most of the time but never gave up
as we finally made it. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Early Plough Training</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
all lined up and Katy would go through the plough with us again seeing how we
were doing whether we had improved or not. It was my turn and once I did my plough
she thought it was good but I needed to still learn how to extend correctly. I
took on her wise words and the second time I went down I slightly got better at
extending but practice made perfect I suppose. She was happy on how the group
improved so she took us up the button drag lift for the first time. It looked
quite intimidating at first as there were a few people falling off but it
helped when Katy showed us how to time the lift correctly. So then we joined
the dozens of people lining up for the lift. It was quite hard to queue up and
move forward in a tight nipped queue but slowly and surely we were getting
closer to the barrier. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
eventually got through the barrier and watched on at the people in front of me
grab the button puller and place it between there legs. It was my turn and the
guy overseeing the lift grabbed my lift and handed it to me as I immediately
placed the button lift between my legs. I braced again for the sudden pull so I
wouldn't fall over and I was forced forward on my way up to the first snow
cannon higher up. It felt great getting pulled along and it gave me more time
to appreciate the picturesque snowy mountain tops in front of me as the sun was
brightening the snow. It was truly beautiful and I loved every moment of it. I
finally reached up to the snow cannon so I removed the lift button from myself
and made my way to the cannon as did the others. At this point the slope was
slightly steeper than before so when it came to stopping it was slightly harder
to control the skis. It was harder for Baz too as well as Maz as they couldn’t
come to a stop and would often go further down the slope sometimes falling
over. Yet again they wouldn’t give up and made their way back to the group. It
was all funny but I could only admire their admiration. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">With
each turn I would learn and improve as did everyone else gaining a bit more
confidence. The morning lesson came to an end at 12pm and we had an hours
break. After leaving my skis and sticks at the racks provided I headed straight
into the restaurant for something to eat but instead of getting hot food I just
grabbed something quick to eat. I grabbed a big bag of crisps, a croissant and
a bottle of coke and wolfed the whole lot down as I watched on at the countless
people arriving from the gondola lift. I realised I still had 30 minutes left
from my break so I grabbed my skis again and made my way up the button lift
again and stopped at the first snow cannon again to practice my snow plough for
the afternoon lesson. I was getting the hang of it each and every time but I
still felt as though something was holding me back. The 30 minutes were sharply
over and I could see everyone gathering near the restaurant so I slowly made my
way to them stopping with the snow plough I had been practicing only to go back
up to where I started at the first snow cannon. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Ready to Train</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
queue for the button lift was a lot busier than before so it was pretty much
every person for themselves as I had to try and squeeze and shuffle my way
through to get to the front. Moments later I was finally on my way up to the
first snow cannon as was everyone else in my group behind me. We all made it to
the snow cannon and began the lesson with the snow plough again. Each time
people were improving as well as Baz and Maz with them stopping at a shorter
length than before. My problem was still the extension required to come to a
perfect stop so that was what I focused on improving each time. Katy seemed to
think everyone got the hang of snow ploughs so we had moved on to learning the
turns as well as finishing off with a snow plough. Katy would provide us with
a demonstration on how to turn and to be honest it looked quite hard to do so
as soon as everyone was ready, we took our turns to do… well…. turns and each
person had something unique to improve on their turns. Mine of course was the
extension again and a new dilemma of my bending in my left knee. It was still
something I had to learn and improve overtime but for now we were all taking it
easy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
began to notice the weather changing over the mountain tops when a huge snow
cloud pushed its way through the peaks fading out the glorious sun making the
place a lot colder than before. It was a good job we were all wrapped up too
otherwise it would have been a different story. The lesson was soon over at 3pm
as we all made our way back to the restaurant area we all had a quick talk to
each other and congratulating each other on our progress today. We eventually
parted ways and as everyone was making there way to the gondola station, I
thought I would take the risk and go down the ski road. I did a few more trips
up the button lift to improve my turns and plough. I felt like I had enough
confidence to get down the ski road. So I squeezed through the hundreds of
people dodging skis lying on the ground and people crossing my path out of
nowhere and followed the sign pointing to the ski road. I was joining the
several people going down the start of the road which started out as a long
straight stretch with no steep slopes. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Ski Road</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">At
this point I was thinking ‘this is it, no turning back now’. I began to pick up
a bit more speed and my heart was racing with the adrenaline of going down this
route. I was now heading through the woodland area and as I was going through,
I could hear nothing but my skis sliding across the soft snow and the sound of
the cold and lonely wind breezing through me and I felt peace and freedom
flying by the trees. I then had to concentrate because coming up were a few
slight turns but the worst but beautiful part was the deep drop next to the
route with a rapid river flowing and huge boulders set into the river. It was
in the back of my mind but I had to concentrate on what I was doing. I put
everything I learned so far into action and I made the turns at ease despite
the fact I had skiers and snowboarders cutting me off or speeding by me. I was
thinking of myself though and the next part was pretty tricky as the slope
increased in angle. At this point I was constantly in my snow plough
controlling my speed and with confidence I made it past that section as I
continued on still on my feet. I was enjoying the route and the pace I was
picking up on but I didn’t want to become overconfident so I maintained focus and
continued on through the woodland track. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Ski Road</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">There
were parts where I thought I was going to stumble and fall but I maintained my
balance and pushed on feeling happy. There were patches of ice along the way
which were a nightmare of there own because as soon as the skis were on them
the ski would have a mind of its own. Despite this I continued on trying to get
across them as controlled as I could. It felt great at some areas when I had to
weave through several skiers that were in my way as well as passing
snowboarders who were on the ground trying to get back up. The trees were just
whizzing by me with the wind still blowing in my face. I then noticed the route
was becoming flatter than before which was great as I felt like I had control
so I went a lot faster still weaving past skiers. There was a moment when a
snowboarder went past me going at such speed and right behind him was his dog
chasing him and keeping up with him. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing but
it was quite funny as the dog looked like it was having so much fun. I was
trying to keep up with the dog but it was way too fast for me to keep up so I
went at my own pace.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the route became flatter I could admire the
views around me more and my god they were amazing. The mountains to the north
were glorious with the peaks covered in snow and I could see the beautiful town
of Bansko
slowly closing in. just ahead of me I could see the gondola cable cars vastly
approaching which meant I was coming towards the end of the road. The rest of
the route was really flat at this point so I had to push myself along with my
poles to keep up the momentum. The bottom gondola station was approaching and
the feeling I had when I came to a stop at the end was brilliant knowing I made
it to the bottom without falling over. I was happy with what I did so I finally
removed my skis as I made my way back to the ski centre. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">End of Ski Road</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was quite a relief when I handed my skis back and took off my heavy ski boots.
It felt great to be walking normally for once as I began making my way out of
the ski centre. I looked at the time and I knew I had missed the shuttle bus
back to my hotel so I took the long walk back through the old town. I was
heading for one of the main streets when I passed a stall selling large pizza
slices. I was really hungry of course so I made my way to the stall and paid
for a very large slice of cheese pizza. It only cost 3 Lev which was just over
£1 and I fell in love with it as I dug in. I sat at the seats provided watching
the world go by as well as a man trying to lure people into the nightclub
nearby hoping he wasn’t going to pester me. Luckily he didn’t and I made haste
for my hotel at the opposite end of the town. It took a bit longer to make my
way back due to the fact I was admiring the surrounding scenery of the smoky
old town and the fact I was carrying my heavy ski boots. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Bansko</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
long time passed until I eventually made it back to my room. I fell on my bed
as I dropped my heavy boots on the floor relaxing from a long days skiing. I
relaxed for the next couple of hours until I had to get up and changed as
tonight I was taking part in a pub crawl organised by Balkan Holidays. I was a
bit reluctant on taking part on this crawl but I thought to myself ‘Why not’. I
got changed into my best clothes I had on me and then looked in the mirror and
with a depressing look, I said ‘well, that’s it’. I was a bit confused with the
time of the pub crawl but luckily enough I had to go downstairs anyway to pick
up my vouchers from the holiday rep for the weeks events. I had my pub crawl
voucher and the rep said we were all meeting at a club called ‘Amigos’ at 8pm.
It was coming up 7pm at the time so after dropping off my vouchers in my room,
I headed back down to get my evening dinner. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
soon entered the room and there was a waitress at the bar who asked for my name
and room number. I gave her it thinking she was going to say I wasn’t on the
list but she didn’t and let me find my seat. She informed me that I could get a
free welcome drink so without thinking twice I got a large local beer. I went
off to the canteen area to grab my food which was pretty similar to what I had
last night. Moments later, Sean came through startled by the fact he gave his
name and room number as we didn’t have to do it last night. He grabbed his food
and sat with me as we discussed what we did today in our lessons. He was more
advanced than me so he was at the top of the mountain area learning parallel
turns which was good to hear. He was happy too at how much I had progressed
with my plough and turns as well as the fact I went down the ski road. He
hadn’t been down it yet so he was asking me what it was like. I told him about
the peace and freedom I felt going down the long route. I asked him if he was
going to the pub crawl tonight and he was so it was good that I had someone to
hang around with during the crawl. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
finished our dinners quickly as we had to make our way to ‘Amigos’. I hadn’t a
clue where it was but luckily Sean had an idea where it was so we left the
hotel making our way to the club. It was near the gondola area and I was about
to take my usual route I used to get up that area but Sean was taking me on a
different pathway. We were heading along a straight route west where we arrived
at a large open area which seemed to look like a square. I was amazed to see
there were a few Christmas trees lit up with countless Christmas lights which I
wasn’t expecting. We turned left heading south and uphill where we passed a
pretty water feature<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lighting up with
variable colours. It was really cold at this time so it was a good job I decided
to take my thick ski jacket. Along the way we were talking about everything and
anything until we were constantly getting pestered by people who were trying to
lure us into their restaurant. We were trying to be polite enough to say no
straight away and continue walking but in the end we got tired of it and just
continued on without paying attention. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Bansko</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
were finally at the other end of the town and luckily we came across the
‘Amigos’ bar. What a relief we felt when we both entered and the reps were
waiting at the entrance with a shot of some peculiar drink for us all and a
wristband to show that we were on the pub crawl. As soon as we entered the room
the vibe of the place was through the roof. There was a rock band playing on
stage and the place was full of people. Sean and I squeezed through everyone to
get to the bar and once we arrived I ordered mine and Sean’s drink as we sat at
the bar. We started drinking and talking away until the larger than life rep
jumped onto the stage when the band finished their song and greeted us all. He
was informing us on which clubs we were going to and times we were leaving each
club. He told us how many people were on the pub crawl and it was an astounding
120 people. He was also telling us of the drinking rules we would have to abide
by in each club. The rules were:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">1.
If a woman was caught touching her hair, she had to kiss the nearest boy to
her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">2.
If a man was caught drinking from his right hand, had to down his drink in one.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">3.
If a man was caught touching his genitals, he had to kiss the nearest man to
him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
were all laughing at the drinking rules and then the rep introduced the
entertainment provided for us all. I was surprised to find out it was the
entire bar staff performing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
music was loud and thumping whilst some of the bar staff were juggling bottles
and the others with miniature flame throwers. It was incredible to watch as we
were all enjoying it willing the staff to keep going. They eventually finished
their performance as everyone applauded them. We continued drinking our beers
whilst listening to music making sure I was drinking with my left hand at all
times. The rep went back on stage telling us that we were all moving on to the
next club. So everyone quickly finished their drinks as we took our leave. As
we all left, I noticed we were all sheep to the reps guiding us around the
town. We took quite a short walk to the next club called ‘Morris’ and someone
thought it was the supermarket ‘Morrisons’ and I jokingly said ‘I hope you have
brought your match and more savers card’ which they found funny. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Bar Staff Performance</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Anyway,
we entered the bar with a welcome shot and this club was more like a pub with a
pinball machine and a pool table and quite a rustic look to the place. Sean and
I grabbed our drinks and we stood next to the pinball machine talking away
enjoying the vibe. A while later I wanted to have a go on the pool table so I
went to the bar and paid 3 Lev for a token to put in the table when the
original players were finished. As we were waiting Sean got caught drinking
from his right hand and the rep rushed over and told him to down it as nearly
everyone was cheering him on. He smiled as he drank away with a huge cheer when
he finished it. To pass the time too we were watching something amazing on the
TV in the corner of the room. It was women’s American football but the women
were basically wearing nothing but the shoulder guards and really short shorts.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off the screen as most of the time they were either
grappling or fighting with all the men cheering them on. I almost forgot the
fact that the pool table was free for me to get on it. I asked Sean if he
fancied a game with me and he agreed so we racked up the American style pool
balls and I broke them up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
game was pretty good with both of us getting closer to the black ball at the
end but as usual I felt pressure towards the end and completely lose it which
meant Sean finished the game off by potting the black. We shook hands and went
back to the pinball machine to enjoy the rest of the time in the pub. A moment
later the rep informed us to get outside and move onto the next club. We
grabbed our coats and left but this time everyone was quite merry. I heard
people were asking what the next club was going to be called and I said it
might be ‘Sainsburys’ and hope everyone brought their nectar savers card. Yet
again they were laughing which was good as I thought I would have been the
quiet one in the corner instead of mingling with new people. I was talking to a
couple who recognised the town I came from stating I was the only person ever
to leave it which was really funny. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Anyway,
we were approaching the third club which was called ‘Jacks’ and yet again we
were greeted with another peculiar shot. I was totally not expecting the room I
walked into to exist. The bar was at the centre of the room with the stage at
the far end with dancers already dancing away at the upbeat music. The barmaids
were dressed in something they’d wear at the red light district in Amsterdam. I ordered my
drink and made my way nearer the stage with Sean. I was watching the dancers
and it felt great at the fact I was merry and having a good time. The rep soon
went onto the stage to greet us all and then introduce the entertainment. Yet
again the barmaids began dancing with the mini flamethrowers and passing
through each other. We were all enjoying it and then it was over. My focus went
back over to the dancers on the stage and I seemed to zone out with the
movement of them enjoying every moment. I was so glad I decided to come out and
experience the pub crawl. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Dancers at Jacks</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
rep went up again and it was time for the drinking game which was men vs women.
5 of each gender volunteered to get up on stage and race each other to see who
could finish first. The women won each and every one but it didn’t matter as it
was all meant to be for a laugh. The dancers took over the stage again which
was good for me and by this point people were becoming tipsy and began to dance
along. The whole place was jumping and then out of the blue a lot of people
decided to climb up onto the bar and dance away. It was really funny and good
to watch but it would be short lived as the rep came onto the stage and told us
all to drink up again and make our way out to the 4<sup>th</sup> club. I didn’t
want to leave the club because of the dancers but we had to. We made our way
out with some people trying to stay on their feet but still aware on what they
were doing and where they were going. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It
was quite a short walk to the next club which was called ‘Oxygen’ and as soon
as we arrived at the front door, it was an underground club full of fluorescent
lights. We got our welcome shot again and then I could see the place was quite
full with the DJ beginning to play some good music. The place was already
jumping with everyone dancing in the tight nipped club as I ordered a bottle of
beer admiring the vibe of the place and joining in on the dancing myself. I
didn’t care how bad I was as I was just enjoying myself as were everyone else
and I suppose that was the idea anyway to just have fun. Yet another drinking
game arrived and 5 more volunteers from each gender took the stage to see who
was the fastest. Yet again it was no competition as the women won again. The
music came back on as we all began to dance but then I got tired out in the
tightly compact club so I went to one side and found Sean so we spent the rest
of the time talking. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">In
no time at all we were making our way to the last bar which was of course the
‘Happy Ends’ bar which was quite a fitting end to the pub crawl. It was another
short walk and we all arrived to a welcome shot I didn’t order another drink as
I got straight to the dance floor mainly because they had two very beautiful
dancers on the stage right next to us all. At the centre of the dance area was
a lot of fake snow coming from the ceiling which celebrated the fact we made it
to the last bar. I was too focused on the dancers and one of them seen me
dancing away. Then she laughed when I tried to copy her moves especially when I
was rapidly shaking my shoulders. I loved the feeling I experienced of pure joy
with the dancing, the dancers and everyone around me having a really good time.
I was dancing for quite a long time and I was getting a bit tired so I went to
one side to relax for a moment as the dancers left the stage for their break. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Happy Ends Bar Dancers</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
was about to grab my coat to leave and then the dancers came back on. I dropped
my coat again and instead of dancing I would stand at the bench right next to
the dancers to admire them and their dancing. A long time passed and then they
left again with no signs of them coming back so I grabbed my coat once more and
took my leave. By the time I left it was past midnight so I made haste for my
hotel. The journey back was absolutely quiet and peaceful with no one to be
seen. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">It was amazing to
hear nothing and then I arrived at my hotel. I walked right up to the automatic
doors and they wouldn’t open. I thought there was a problem with it so I tried
again to no avail. I was thinking ‘great, how am I going to get in’. There was
no one at the reception area so I was knocking hard on the glass hoping someone
would hear it. Fortunately, the security guard came out of his small office
next to the entrance and had seen me. He opened the door and let me in. What a
relief as I made my way to my room especially when I finally rested in my bed
hearing nothing but a high pitched tone in my ears from the loud music. Despite
this I had a fantastic night which I would never forget.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com02770 Bansko, Bulgaria41.8404241 23.48565299999995741.7931016 23.404971999999958 41.8877466 23.566333999999955tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251409621473020567.post-32080175211202037322017-02-17T10:25:00.000+00:002017-02-17T10:25:09.177+00:00Blissful Slopes of Bansko - Day 2<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 16.0pt;">Sunday 10<sup>th</sup>
January 2016</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">What
a frantic morning this was as I woke up at 8:15am realising I had to be at the
‘Happy Ends’ bar at the opposite side of the town for 8:30am. So in a blind
panic I quickly changed and packed my ski helmet and ski jacket not at all sure
the plan of action at the bar. This also meant I didn't have time for breakfast
which was a good start to the morning. Once I felt like I had everything I
needed`, I left my room heading downstairs to the reception area. I was
immediately greeted by one of the receptionists downstairs and he said that a
shuttle bus would be arriving in 5 minutes time. I thanked him as I headed
straight outside amongst a small group of skiers awaiting pick up too. I was
happy at least at the fact I wouldn't miss the bus up to the gondola lift. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
moment later the van approached the hotel and pulled up as everyone headed for
it. We were soon on our way to the gondola lifts and I was excited to see this
area for the first time but also I’d admire the views of the narrow streets
along the way. It didn't take long for us to arrive at the hustle and bustle of
the hundreds of people heading for the lifts with all their skiing equipment
and vibrant coloured clothing. We eventually pulled up and I headed straight
towards the central area and I was happy to see the ‘Happy End’ bar right in
front of me with a holiday rep outside greeting everyone in. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
entered into a jam-packed bar full of eager skiers which was a brilliant sight
of its own. The bar was like a very large hut with stonework everywhere with
wooden beams and panels. The bar stools had animal fur covers and there were a
few head mounts of large animals on the walls which gave an absolute heart
warming feeling inside. It was at this point that I realised that this was a
ski briefing and so I would head for the bar area as all the seats were taking
by families and friends. Right next to me I spoke to a man from my hotel that
seemed to have more of an idea on what was going on. All of a sudden, one of
the reps spoke to us all on a microphone greeting us all and the Balkan
holidays team giving us a perspective of what was happening during the day and
what activities and excursions were happening in the coming week. He was a
typical larger than life rep who had a smile on his face constantly which
seemed to put everyone at ease. Once he finished his speech, we were told to
wait for a rep to come to us individually to receive our lift passes and ski
equipment rental cards. So I ordered a drink as I had a feeling it was going to
take forever to get seen too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Over
time, the crowd of skiers began to get smaller and eventually I got seen too.
The rep came over with my envelope which contained my lift pass and ski hire
card which I had to fill out straight away. I had to write my name, height and
weight in order for me to receive the correct skis for my weight and height.
Once I filled in the information, I also had to fill in a sheet about which
activities and excursions I would like to participate in. There were quite a
lot but the ones I picked and quite clearly stood out for me was the bar crawl,
a ride on a snowmobile which I could drive myself, a Bulgarian folklore fiesta,
a snowboard taster and a trip to the city of Sofia before flying home. I was
pleased with what I picked and so with everything filled in, I handed the sheet
back to the rep and then I took my leave. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">From
this point I was completely confused on where to go and what to do. Then I
realised I had to return back to the hotel in order to get my right ski
clothing on. So after pacing up and down the gondola area I made my way towards
the parked shuttle busses trying to find the right one back to the hotel.
However, when I seen a Balkan holidays van I asked the driver if he was going
to hotel Pirin. He had no idea what I was talking about and then drove off
which was quite shocking. I then decided to stop wasting time and just walk
back to the hotel. So I grabbed my small map of the town and figured out which
way to head back. It was quite easy to start with as the route was one straight
road all the way down to the centre of the town area. Then it got a bit tricky
as at this point I had to fork to the right and head towards an old church
area. To be honest I was happy that I didn't get the bus back as I would have
missed the beauty and the vibe of the place passing unique shops selling sweets
and novelty items. There were quite a lot of skiing shops too but each shop was
set in well with the surrounding scenes of a unique quiet town. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bansko Town</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
definitely felt as though I was in a different world with different cultures as
soon as I left the skiing area. There was also a very strong smell of wood
smoke too but quite tolerable to deal with. By this point I was weaving through
narrow streets and alleys with no one to be seen still confident I was going
the right way. I was overwhelmed when I turned the final corner and there was
my hotel as I thought that I shouldn't underestimate my sense of direction. I
entered my hotel which was really quiet as everyone was out skiing and as I
headed along the corridor towards my room, the cleaners were doing there job
but they hadn't got to my room yet thankfully so I rushed in and got changed
straight away and once I had everything I needed, I left in haste for the long walk
back up to the ski zone. I was soon back where I started and my next concern
was figuring out how to acquire my skis and boots. I couldn't remember what the
rep had told us in the bar plus the fact there were no reps to be seen anywhere
to talk too. So I went off my instinct and headed into the nearest ski rental
centre right next to the gondola. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
entered into the large building packed full of enthusiastic people acquiring
there ski equipment. To my left was a large section with hundreds of skis
neatly piled and looked as though it was like a library. Further down to the
right was all the ski boots which were all placed on sliding shelves. I was
advised to head for the boot area first so that is what I did. I sat at the
benches provided and handed my customer card to the man overseeing the boots. I
told him my shoe size and then moments later he returned with the huge heavy
boots. They weighed a tonne and the fittings on them were just a bit like rollerblades.
So it was pretty straight forward to place them on then I soon headed over to
the skis section. I handed my card to the overseer there and he was about to
get my skis until he told me to head to the reception area. I was confused as
to why at first and then the receptionist stated I was at the wrong room for my
skis and boots. She said she would escort me to the right one which was funnily
enough the next room along. So I had to take the heavy boots off and then go
through the same process again. Once I had my boots on I was handed my skis for
the week. I was really happy I managed to get sorted out and on my way also the
fact that I was about to go skiing pretty soon as my adrenaline slightly
boosted up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">So
I took the walk up to the gondola station which was right next to where I was
anyway pretty much dragging my feet along thanks to the heavy boots. It made
things worse when I came to the stairs leading to the cable cars as I had to
climb the stairs in a peculiar way as though I was full of swag. I eventually
made the top joining with the other skiers and snowboarders slowly approaching
the cars. As I passed through the barriers I was quickly placing my skis on the
holders outside the car and quickly rushing inside with a few strangers. As
soon as we were settled and the doors closed we were rushed forward by the
cable and we were on our way to the top end of the mountain area. Right
alongside us were hundreds of skiers making their way along the end of the ski
road route which got me more excited. We then headed along the woodland area of
the mountain where the gondola began to raise higher and steeper immediately
building pressure in my ears. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Obviously the higher we got the more breathtaking
the views were at the far distance. Right below us far away at this point was
the beautiful town of Bansko which sat in well with the absolute marvel of the
snowy mountains to the far distance and to finish the look were the clouds below
us giving off a mystical view. The view was soon gone as the cable car went
over the hill mount and back down for a short moment only to go up again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">We
came up to a gondola station and I was about to get ready to leave but then I
noticed that it wasn't the end of the gondola lift. So then I relaxed again
admiring the views and the ride once we got moving again. We were still
surrounded by woodland sections as well as a beautiful looking stream rapidly
flowing down the mountain. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">My Skis and Winter Woodland</span></span></td></tr>
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the gondola and by the look of the area it was jam-packed. We eventually jolted
into the station and we all rushed out grabbing our equipment and making our
way to the crowds of people. This section of the mountain slope was called
'Bunderishka Polyana' and it was home to a huge wooden old style bar and
restaurant as well as a few ski lifts and training areas. This was my next
concern as I pre paid to have ski lessons throughout my time here but it
wouldn't be so hard to sort out as the whole area was covered with official ski
instructors. I talked to a few of them before finally finding the right person
to talk to. He said that I missed the morning lesson but can still make the
afternoon lesson which was a relief. </span></div>
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had to return in an hour’s time so to pass the time I headed into the
restaurant so full of people and headed towards the kitchen area which was set
out like a canteen. I grabbed my tray and glanced at the overhead menus
ordering chicken skewers, German sausage and chips and then paid straight away
without wasting time. The next problem was finding a free table in a very busy
dining area. I scouted the area thinking the worst and then I seen a free bench
I could stand next to. I made my way to it and then I got an invite to sit
along with a few instructors so I didn't think twice and sat down. Not one word
was spoken to each other so I put my head down like everyone else and ate. I
was soon finished and on my way back outside grabbing my skis and heading to
the meeting point. </span></div>
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stood there for a good while waiting for the instructor to arrive. In no time
at all an instructor arrived and then escorted me to another instructor which
happened to be his girlfriend. A short walk and talk later, I was with my
instructor Katy and a small group of learners ready to start the lesson. The
lesson was mainly about learning how to stop on the slopes. The term was called
a snow plough which was basically bringing the front of the skis close together
to slowly come to a stop. So once everyone got acquainted with each other, we
made our way up the slightly steep slope a quarter of the way. It was at this
point that I clapped my eyes on the snowy mountain tops right in front of me
and lovely alpine woodlands below them. It was then that it hit home at the
fact I was on a skiing holiday in Bulgaria and I loved it. </span></div>
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we all reluctantly made it to the quarter area of the slope and Katy
began showing us how to perform the plough. She made it look easy of course and
we all lined up and had our go at the manoeuvre. Some people were finding it
easy and some were finding it quite difficult and I was happy I was picking it
up straight away. Even though we were doing short lengths on the slope I still
felt great at the fact I was skiing and learning something new and improving my
abilities on each go. There was one guy who couldn't get the hang of slowing to
a stop and quite often would fall over having to remove his skis to stand back
up. His name was Baz and it made him laugh as it did with us but to be honest I
thought it was pretty good of him being able to laugh at himself but having the
will and determination to keep on trying. We were all eventually getting the
hang of it towards the end which Katy was happy about. We also spent quite a
lot of time getting the feel of the snow whilst skiing and understanding the
differences in the snow and how it affects how to ski. We spent a good two
hours learning the ropes until the session finally finished. </span></div>
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was coming on 3pm and I knew I had to be at the ‘Happy End’ bar again at 3:30pm
in order to get a free drink from the reps which I hadn't seen all day. So I
wasted no time getting back to the gondola sharing the journey back with a
couple from the ski lesson. They were called Maz and Tracey and we got talking
straight away from where we had been to what we did for a living. It passed the
time well as we also enjoyed the marvellous views of the Bulgarian landscape. A
long time passed until we made our way back to the bottom and heading straight
for the ski centre where I returned my skis and sticks. I was about to give
them my boots and they said that I had to keep them with me until the end of
the week. I thought great just another thing to carry around with me as I left
heading straight for the bar. </span></div>
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entered the bar greeted by one of the reps with a free drinks voucher and so I
wasted no time sitting at the bar claiming the drink. It was a small cocktail
known as the icebreaker which was a fitting name for my first day on this
adventure. The bar started to fill up with fellow skiers looking quite weary
after a long days skiing. I then decided to order the local beer later
realising that it was on 2 for 1 which I was really happy about. It felt like
the hype was up once the bar was full so then the reps decided to introduce a
local band for the entertainment. There were quite a few cheers and then they
began to sing old rock songs which were amazing to hear too. I spent quite a
while in the bar enjoying the atmosphere until it was time for me to take my
leave and head back to the hotel. </span></div>
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took the peaceful walk back down the beautiful smoky town remembering the route
back which helped me arrive quicker than before. I was also happy when I
entered my room just to relax as I was still quite tired from the flight and
drive over. All of a sudden I got a phone call from the hotel telephone which
was bizarre I thought. I reluctantly answered it and it was one of the holiday
reps informing me that he was down stairs waiting for me to talk about my
excursions and activities. I said to him that I would be down within 5 minutes
as I was going to head down for the evening dinner anyway. So with that I
quickly got changed and headed to the lobby area of the hotel. I soon arrived
and I couldn't see the rep anywhere so I consulted with the receptionist who
had no clue what I was talking about which was kind of awkward but funny
nonetheless as I was trying to explain the situation. We both laughed when I
realised the rep was right in front of me all along at the bar area. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
sat down with the rep and we talked about how the excursions and activities
would work out as well as the prices of each other too. I also told him about
the dilemma I had for the majority of the day too which he found quite shocking
and then apologised. I wasn't bothered though as I was able to manage it. Once
that was settled I paid for my tickets and we parted ways with me heading to
the small bar area. As I got closer I could see the guy I spoke to in the
morning sitting at a nearby table with his beer and he greeted me over. His name
was Sean and we got talking about how our day went and I told him about all the
bother I had which he also found shocking. We both headed for the restaurant up
the stairs and walked into a vast empty room. </span></div>
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weren't serving yet but surprisingly they were and couldn't get over the
emptiness of the room. The far corner was set out like a canteen and once I got
closer I couldn't believe how small the plates were. It was like something out
of a tea party set for kids. Nevertheless, it was all you could eat so I filled
my plate with some familiar food such as chips, a type of burger and some
unusual food like vine leaves wrapped around some rice. I sat down with Sean and
we passed the time talking about our previous trips and why we were in Bulgaria.
The food and conversation were great and had passed the time very well. It was
getting a bit late plus the fact I was really tired anyway so I decided to head
upstairs to catch some sleep. Despite the slight dilemma in the morning today
was a brilliant start of my trip meeting great people already knowing there was
more to come.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807053877573895846noreply@blogger.com02770 Bansko, Bulgaria41.8404241 23.48565299999995741.7931016 23.404971999999958 41.8877466 23.566333999999955