Wednesday, 27 September 2017

Chasing Summer


Canal City Fukuoka
 As the evenings grow cooler in Akita (and by cooler I mean you now need a light cardigan at 10pm)the time came to flit down to Kyushu to catch the last of humidity, as well as a couple of globe hopping kiwis.

Meeting Sam and Emma at Haneda airport (dressed in matching sushi-cat tshirts) we flew south to Fukuoka together. It wasn’t long after our arrival that we indulged in the local dish tonoktsu ramen (ramen in a pig bone broth) embarked on a stroll through the city that took us to the Canal City mall.

We stumbled across the Hard Rock café, which provided the best mojito that I have had in a very long time, and found an Izakaya for dinner, where Emma discovered that some parts of a chicken are less edible than others.





Japanese Garden near Ohori Park

 The following day I led the others through the winding streets to Stereo Coffee, which provided cold brew Costa-Rican deliciousness and toasted sandwiches (I can’t say I’ve ever had a toasted sandwich with lettuce in it before…). The simple bare concrete and care wood interior reminded us strongly of the ‘hipster’ joints back home.

We continued on to Ohori-Koen park, where Fukuoka castle once stood and spent a good couple of hours wandering around the gardens and lakes (and getting attacked by mosquitoes).

Fukuoka Castle Ruins
We graced ka-ku, a fountain pen and ink shop with an attahcd café for a breather before treating ourselves to a peruse of Forever 21.

On researching what to do in Fukuoka I found a number of sites suggested trying the canal-side yatai food stalls. Not quite like the food truck style we have back home, the Yatai were effectively a trailer with a central kitchen/hotplate around which benches were stationed for patrons to sit at. From there we continued to ‘Off Broadway’ for a few not-so-quiet drinks….

Yatai Food stalls
After the antics of Saturday night, it was beyond us to do anything more than venture out of food missions before retreating once more to the air conditioned Hostel room. I did however managed a stroll through the mall and alongside the canal, returning triumphantly with a Jasmine bubble tea. Fortunately it was this day that the typhoon that travelled the length of the country came through Fukuoka, trains were cancelled so we couldn’t have done much anyway.

After our self-inflicted immobilisation on Sunday, we were determined to cover some ground.

After a minor navigational error *raises guilty hand* we made it to umino nakamichi koen a park located on a peninsula a little north of Fukuoka city. We strolled through the park and small zoo located there and caught the ferry back across to Hakata.

Reclining Buddha at Nanzoin Temple
Having spent a decent amount of time in Japan I have seen my fair share of Buddhas, I hadn’t however, ever seen a reclining Buddha. The statue at Nanzoin Temple depicts Buddha at the point of his death, in his entrance to nirvana. It contains sand from each of the 88 temples of the Shikoku pilgrimage and despite its horizontal orientation, its curl convered head can just be seen from the station, making it rather easy to find.

We graced another izakaya for dinner before bussing out to Fukuoka tower to catch some night views of the city, deciding not to invest on one of the 1000 heart shaped locks to hang on the rails of the ‘lovers sanctuary’…

Finally found the bloody pagoda
The next morning I saw the other two off at the airport before training around the city, visiting the Aratsu bridge, Café Brasileiro (where I was presented with whipped cream to add to my coffee, the result of which tasted like coffee ice cream – which I am not complaining about-), and the temple grounds of Soufuku-ji. I had spotted the gold rings of a pagoda from the street and followed a temple wall until I found an entrance. This didn’t turn out to be the right complex but with the sounds of the city muffled by the walls and trees, the moss covered ground and stray cats wandering around, it made me wish I that I could have say there for a couple of hours with a book. It really felt like a little piece of paradise in the middle of the bustling city.


One last crawl through the arcade and stroll along the canal side later and it was time for me to start the trek back to Akita.

Chilling in the temple grounds

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