Yesterday a group of us from school took a day trip up to a well known pottery village called Mashiko. It was a beautiful day to get out of Tokyo. Apparently the weather was forecast to be somewhat drizzling and horrible but the nuns supposedly prayed that way and so we were set!
One of the benefits of traveling with the art teacher is that she gave us a pretty detailed tour of the village and potters and the history of this particular kind of Japanese pottery. The bad thing about me being the one writing this blog is that unless I write it down.. I forget details pretty quickly. I like to think it's because there are so many much deeper thoughts milling around in my brain... but I digress. So instead of going on and on about it.. I shall show you the beauty that is Mashiko in November..
This was where one of the most famous Japanese potters lived. It has since been turned into a museum.
There's just something about a blue sky that thrills me. Maybe it's partly due to having lived in Indonesia and Drizzledorf.. 6 years of greyish skies can get a girl down.
A lot of this was wrecked.. cracked.. damaged during the earthquake. I think there was a Do Not Touch sign but it was in Japanese..
I like to experience all that a place has to offer.. this huge pot wasn't exactly thrilling.
I love Japanese houses and these tatami rooms were beautiful.
Just a light lunch... very important to keep one's strength up and seeing as there was an afternoon of shopping ahead.. well ..
A shrine in the middle of the town. A nice break from shopping..
And so that was that. It was a great day and a nice place to visit. I was struck by the fact that I really do need to get out and experience more of this great and beautiful country!
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