Yes. I have come to the place where I am getting tired. All the decision making, the walking, the crowds. Oh, I have no regrets and I continue to do well. I feel good and I’ve got another good week in me but, and maybe for the first time, it is dawning on me that I am looking forward to going home, to my own bed, my own language, my own people, my own food, and my own very boring routines.
It is finally cold in Japan and the autumn leaves are beginning to notice. Yesterday, I walked up to Kiyomizu-dera, the big overlook place here in Kyoto. Next to me was a couple, taking in the scenery and the city spread out below us. I overheard one say to the other, “It’s almost the end of November. I can’t believe we’re here TOO EARLY!” I knew exactly what she meant. Every tourist in Japan knows what she meant. This late in the season and only now the leaves are beginning to turn their beautiful autumn colors. The big show seems waiting for us all to leave.
Still, I am seeing the beginnings and I have almost another week left in Kyoto. I will go slowly from now on. I will move with the pace of Autumn in Japan.
This is from Kiyumizu-dera.
Autumn In Japan 