Japan is a country I have been visiting (besides Hong Kong) with incredible mountain scenery, one of the world’s most chaotic & quirky cities such as Tokyo, a long history of culture & tradition, and of course incredible cuisine with authentic sushi on offer everywhere you turn.
Surrounding these peaceful creations are cities with complex and diverse histories, filled with architectural wonders built for both style and purpose. My heart trembles at the thought of Japan and I’ll struggle to capture its greatness in words. Why am I so overwhelmed? Why does Japan hold so many special pieces of my heart? Why go back? Why do I keep coming back?
Take a minute and imagine this. Bullet trains zip through beautiful stretches of countryside and connect thousands of travelers on time or all is lost. Passengers will find their destination and then search for a restaurant to serve beautifully presented food on tiny yet functional plates. During holidays and special occasions, they’ll visit temples that go back over 1,000 years and likely surrounded by green spaces filled with flowers and Zen gardens that look as if no soul has ever touched them and their existence was forged by some higher, more intelligent beings than us.
It’s not just the true wonder and excitement that makes Japan so exceptional in my mind. I can always tell soon after arriving – whether it’s in Tokyo or elsewhere – that no trip to Japan should ever be the final one. Knowing that each time I leave, I worry that one will be the last. That above all makes Japan special for me.
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