My brother went to Japan for the rugby world cup. He seems to be really enjoying himself notwithstanding Ireland’s less than stellar performance. He’s filling me with envy with his pictures of Mount Fuji, his tales of cycling along the world’s ninth longest suspension bridge (weirdly specific); and, most surprisingly of all his visits to Japanese gardens. Who would have thought?
The roads are gorgeous. No onstreet parking -anywhere- is fantastic. Smooth, flat. Even the gutters are nice. It’s really lovely.
(Or as they call them there, ‘Gardens’) 😉
Everyone who goes to Japan seems to absolutely love it – it sounds fantastic.