I have been home for a week now, and I am still in a post-trip-of-a-lifetime depression.
But today, a package arrived, which managed to pierce through the thick clouds of grey. It was a gift to myself, a reminder of the beauty of the country we travelled, and for which I think I will be a bit homesick for the rest of my life.
Yes, we have been to Japan. A gastronomic tour of almost 3 weeks, with our stay at Lake Kawaguchiko, including our visit to the Itchiku Kubota Art Museum as the absolute highlight.
I have seen some of his work in 2015, and have been wanting to visit his museum ever since. And now we have.
Imagine: Gorgeous weather, cherry blossoms in full bloom between our terrace and the lake, and a clear view of Mount Fuji behind the lake.
A private open air hot spring bath for us to enjoy this eternally beautiful view (with some good, chilled sake at hand) and only a 15 minute walk from the Itchiku Kubota Art Museum. Oh yes, we have been living the Japanese dream.