The view from the hotel was Nagano Station, and lots of people carrying umbrellas. I was up since the small hours and I could hear the rain on my window. It set the pace for the day, since it never rushed, nor did it slow down; it was as constant as it could be and as vertical as if it were hanging ropes from the clouds to the ground.
First things first, check out. Reader, I did this with all the confidence I was lacking the night before when I was trying to find the entrance. If it isn’t on the ground floor, I’m always sent off on a wild’s goose chase, and I’m very inclined to enter the first door that claims to be an ‘Entrance’. Sometimes, it doesn’t have to even have a door, it just needs to say ‘Entry’, so keen am I on admission, that I’ll just follow. It doesn’t help that the signs for ‘Entry’ and ‘Exit’ are yellow…it’s like putting a yellow label on a sandwich: it demands to be rescued!
Between the hotel and the station was a matter of a min walk, 2 if you count the wait at the crossing. I had to find myself an umbrella, so I spotted the ever so reliable Donki, which, being 24 hours open has saved more bodies, and perhaps nourished some souls than many other establishments. There’s always something good to be found there. Sometimes, even something you didn’t know you needed. I digress.
The umbrella outperformed its constitution and lived up to the price. I got a foldable one, which comes at twice the price but half the strength. It did fall apart at some point, and not cause of the wind, but probably cause of the way I was impersonating Gene Kelly (short of dancing), and spinning it this way and that. The whole walk took more or less 30 min, and it was quite enjoyable. I did really do some ‘slow looking’, and because the rain was as vertical as ropes hanging from the sky, I was at little risk of getting wet.
On each side of the street leading to the temple there’s these wooden lanterns, a few meters apart, which, I found out at the gates of the temple, have the 48 prayers of Amida Buddha transcribed on the stone tablet. I’d imagine the shadow play artwork for each of them would look great when being lit and its dark outside.

The slight slope nearer to the temple gave it quite a nice feeling of achievement at having reached the first gate. Once you enter, on both sides there’s shrines, and other buildings not for visitors, then you walk past the street which holds the various merchant stores, then you’re at the main gate.
The Temple of Benevolent Light is said to hold the oldest Buddha statue in Japan, and it has been more than 1400 years since it was first constructed. It is quite an impressive temple, both in its atmosphere and feelings it inspires, but also the architecture and the set-up. It makes sense that the whole city was built around it.
The rain intensified the scent of incense in the big burner right at the centre of the path. With a ¥100 one can pick up a small bouquet of incense sticks and add them to the burner. Inside the temple there’s still prayers recited and soon after the bell rings and everything falls silent. That is, apart from the gentle hum of the visitors, but it’s not loud. There is a calmness about the place that stays with you.
To the left there’s volunteers speaking English to help with questions, and the stalls to queue for the goshuin stamps*. To the right the fountain for the ablutions, before you enter to pray. I got omamori (lucky charms) for my friends, and was told than one can keep them. They are meant to be kept for a year (I didn’t ask if this is a calendar year from the day of purchase, or if this is the just till January, when the Year of the Dragon gives way to the Year of the Snake).
After, you’d have to bring them back to the temple to be burnt – you can’t just dispose of them. The collection of omamori is quite extensive, from health related ones to relationship goals, safe child-bearing, economic status improvement, business ventures, academic achievement, or simply fulfilment of wishes. There’s one for safe driving, which should cover many a people on a daily basis. It would be handy to have one for buses being on time, but that would involve a whole chain of lucky charms starting with weather conditions, the road works networks, the drivers, the commuters…I simply didn’t have enough ¥ for that.
After I got my stamp, it was time to hit the market. There were spices, sweets, souvenirs based on local crafts, and gourmet treats to try out. That, on a separate post, dear Reader.
“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.”

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08:30 Hotel
Rain, rain and more rain. Time to hit the road
08:50 Don Quijote by the station
Umbrella Time! (approx ¥ 1560)
09:30 Zenko-ji Temple
I loved this temple. I think it warrants a return visit, a leisurely exploration of each corner, attendance to the morning prayers.
11:30 Temple Shops
Souvenirs, Spices (which I forgot to buy), Food (nozawana greens oyaki buns, apple & custard pie, Zenko-ji temple hojicha pudding)
14:30 Nagano Station area
Midori store for a last purchase
18:00 Tokyo
What do you know; it’s raining in Tokyo, too!
*Red ink stamps and calligraphy samples you get at a temple, all collected in a special booklet you can purchase before hand in a stationery shop or at the temple.
Ahhh at Hands in Shibuya I saw some amazing umbrellas with special engineering to make them hyper resistant to wind. At least that’s the claim!! Nagano sounds really lovely, and the rain quite atmospheric!
Hands is in the future plan. Meanwhile, I think I’ve managed to 75% fill the L suitcase! argh! what about the rest of the days??