Day 47: 88 Temples (86,87) - Takamatsu

This is the most gizzed blog this or any trip so far.  It was a light day, we finished early and had a beer, ... 


Yesterday no kids because it was Saturday and today had no kids because it was Sunday.  The trains are much nicer without high school kids.  I'm sure some of them are very nice but ...


Lots of paragraphs ending in ...


We were in no rush this morning and caught the 8:52 train.  I put the time in here mostly because if it is the 8:52 train, it actually leaves at EXACTLY 8:52.  If your watch says 8:51 ... it's wrong.


The walk was only 4km to Temple 86 and ... it was a temple.  Lots of bush  and trees which was a little unique.


We then had a 7km walk to Temple 87 half on a wide sidewalk on a busy road and half on quite side streets.  We were entertained for a whole kilometer by a large Hollywood style sign.  It said "Orange" and the second word was obscured by a house.  


On the side street a good smell came our way just about noon.  My stomach said look right and there was an Udon restaurant.  It looked pretty busy and kids were running around but we grokked what to do.  Grab a tray, pick up a few add-ons and declare your size.  I got tow add-ons and a large for ¥770.  Mike got a medium and one add-on for ¥550.  I had udon belly for the next 3 hours.


When we got to Temple 87 I realized that after 86 temples and 1000km I had lost my graditude slips.  They were somewhere between Temple 86 and here.  I wrote my name on a piece of paper and put it in the thing.  For the next temples I have one Mike had and some I made up.  This has become part of the process and I am sad I lost them.  Still, Kobo won't mind the substitution.


Temple 87 was a temple.  It was not special but I liked it for just being itself.


The train got us back to the Super Hotel at 2pm.  Being early we  ... (see above) ...


We went to a nice sushi restaurant and at first they tried to shuffle us off to a side room but there were seats at the counter so I requested those.  Then they gave us an English menu which was useless as we only know the Japanese names for sushi.  I have no idea what the direct translations are.  They relaxed a lot when they realized we knew our fish.  It turned into a good evening.


It's 8:30pm ... night, night time.



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