Takayama to Mount Fuji: up in the clouds

As I arrived into Takayama the rain thankfully stopped, so while I was still very wet I wasn’t, at least, getting wetter. Given the afternoon was already old I headed straight for the couch surfing host I was staying with’s place. Passing the headquarters of some strange new religion on the way. Simona, the host,…

Imabari to Kyoto

I was sad to leave Imabari and the Tokunaga family; it’s always difficult to say goodbye to people who have been so kind. Off I went though, once more I would be crossing the Shimanami Kaido, the series of bridges linking Shikoku and Honshu. I wanted to get across as fast as possible as another…