Trainspotting

The typhoon had blown itself out and it was bright and sunny when I woke up. Made lots of cups of tea and then set off for breakfast. I can safely say that the matcha latte I chose was the best drink I have had since arriving in Kyoto. I chose it because of the picture and the fact that it mentioned almond milk. Here’s my picture and make up your own mind if you would say “bring it”…

Those little things in the dish are made of a sort of condensed icing sugar. Bell fell in love as well while Gary had spicy chicken and rice – more brunch than breakfast, but he enjoyed it and washed it down with some amazing hojicha tea. Bert was off in Nara for the day, petting deer and eating burgers. So, at Husband’s request, we headed to Kyoto railway museum. Wake up!

I think we should have borrowed a real child as it was very child-friendly and awash with thousands of children and harassed parents. Husband was in heaven and happily posed for photos besides large trains, and all sorts of stuff that only train buffs would know…

Happily I saw there was a sky deck which promised great views of Kyoto (and also of the trainlines coming into Kyoto station). Bell seemed to become an avid train spotter momentarily, and stood with Husband watching the trains coming in and out. I think it was a passing phase…

I started to flag so excused myself and found the restaurant (which overlooked the trainlines, funny that!) and after a coffee and some chips, was all set for the next level of museum. Husband was in a state – the gift shop was minuscule and didn’t have any grownup stuff. Eventually, he found a proper gift shop but everything was in Japanese. So his desire for a train map showing all the lines and in English was left wanting.

Back to our temple and a final re-pack for Husband. He had decided to spend the night at Kansai airport in a capsule hotel. No, I didn’t understand it either. Off he went with two large suitcases bulging with trainers and haiwaiin shirts, sporting his ‘bowling spirit’ t shirt (well, that’s what the shopkeeper said it meant) for a night in a 7ft x 3ft box.

Looks like the tv was on…

Me, Bell and Bert headed out to Gion to a place Bell had found by the river. We were presented with the most amazing dinner – 14 courses- by a chef who really was so cool and his mum served us. I can’t remember every dish, but the standouts were yubon – a local dish which is made of skin of soya – presented in an amazing box with charcoal and a teapot with a type of miso in it, and the fish dishes. I was in heaven.

The last photo shows my least favourite – the texture was really unpleasant but the okra were nice.