...And now back to Japan

The first time I saw Zenkoji temple (my favorite temple of the ones I visited in Japan), it was raining and cold outside.

It was a bit of a trek up a hill in Nagano City to get there, and my buddy Reno and I were starting to get a little soaked. We weren't sure exactly how to get to Zenkoji, so we asked two young Japanese girls for directions. They were more than happy to help us--in fact they walked all the way up the hill with us, even though they were headed the other direction. They each held their umbrellas up over our heads to keep us dry. I couldn't believe how kind these people were, they were wonderful. I felt bad for the girl holding the umbrella over my head, because I am much taller than her, so I crouched down as far as I could when I walked. It must have looked pretty funny.

We would encounter this kind of kindness and helpfulness all over Japan. The people there were great!





Reno discovered these cows around the back of the temple in the garden. Neither of us could decipher the significance of the cows. Reno decided to ham it up a little. It was pretty funny (you had to be there):


Here is a big bell at the front of the main temple at Zenkoji. It's an amazing sound. The monks rang it a few times while I was there.