3/5 Glee G. 1 year ago on Google
My
dad
has
mobility
issues
so
we
had
a
taxi
drop
us
off
as
close
as
he
could
get.
It
was
still
a
bit
of
an
uphill
walk
to
the
foot
of
the
stairs
leading
to
the
temple.
To
get
there
you
go
up
a
street
lined
with
shops
and
it
looks
like
Japan
must
have
looked
once
long
ago.
The
shops
sell
typical
souvenir
items
like
fans,
cloth
wallets,
handkerchiefs
and
so
forth.
There
are
also
various
Japanese
style
snacks
and
treats.
It's
very
fun
to
explore
the
shops
but
so
crowded!
It's
hard
to
even
interrupt
the
crowd
to
dart
across
the
street.
My
dad
required
frequent
breaks
to
catch
his
breath
and
there
was
nowhere
to
sit
among
the
throngs
of
people
so
he
would
lean
against
a
building
for
a
bit.
He
made
it
to
the
foot
of
the
temple
but
we
knew
that
was
as
far
as
he
could
go.
He
parked
himself
on
some
steps
and
waited
for
me
there.
Up
some
steps
and
a
bit
of
a
walk
there
were
a
couple
of
places
where
you
can
throw
your
10
yen,
clap
your
hands,
and
make
a
wish.
The
buildings
were
ancient
looking
and
large
and
impressive,
and
the
views
of
the
mountain
were
absolutely
breathtaking.
But
the
throngs
of
people
made
it
difficult
to
fully
appreciate
the
surroundings.
I
like
to
get
my
book
stamped
with
calligraphy
at
the
various
temples
and
it's
a
bit
different
at
each
one
where
you
go.
Some
do
it
where
they
sell
omamori,
others
have
separate
windows
further
in.
Some
have
vertical
lines
straight
from
the
window,
others
have
winding
horizontal
lines
roped
off.
I
saw
a
window
with
a
throng
of
people.
As
far
as
I
could
tell
there
was
no
line
so
I
waited
for
the
throng
to
clear
to
approach.
Several
people
darted
in
front
of
me
at
the
left
window,
so
I
asked
the
man
at
the
right
window
in
my
halting
Japanese
if
they
do
the
stamps
there.
A
standing
man
behind
him
spoke
to
me
very
rudely
to
get
me
to
go
to
a
different
place
to
get
the
stamps.
I
don't
remember
his
exact
words
but
I
remember
his
admonishing
tone
and
rudeness
and
demeanor
very
well.
I'm
not
by
nature
someone
who
feels
entitled
to
ignore
rules.
There
were
no
signs
in
English
explaining
the
procedure.
I
felt
a
bit
humiliated
after
that
and
I
had
no
wish
to
look
around
further.
I
did
get
my
book
stamped
and
it
was
sloppily
done.
Then
I
headed
down
the
way
I
came
back
to
dad.
The
beauty
and
majesty
of
the
place
is
a
5.
The
crowds
and
jostling
bring
it
down
to
a
4.
The
rudeness
of
the
temple
dude
makes
it
a
3.
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