TRAVEL FEATURES
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Dazaifu's rich past still delights today
The gravel of a path in the garden at Komyozenji Temple has been swirled into the shape of the kanji for "light." It's a bit of an ironic choice for the fall day I visit, as only a few of the sun's rays have managed to penetrate the dense growth surrounding the rear of the temple. Those that do filter through the red-tinged maples, though, bathe the garden in an ethereal glow befitting daybreak rather than the near-noontime it actually is.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Winter kept us warm in Kamikochi's silence
Emerging from the 1.3-km darkness of the Kama Tunnel, our footsteps echoing eerily, we step into the white silence of Kamikochi's upland basin at the heart of the Chubusangaku National Park, which itself marks the center of the Hida Mountains, long ago dubbed the "Japan Alps."
Sunday, Feb. 19, 2012
A voyage of discovery from Tokyo to Naha
On the Autumnal Equinox of 2011 I finished teaching a monthlong summer intensive course at a university in Tokyo, and had six days before I had to be back in my new hometown of Naha, Okinawa, for a meeting at my new university in the nearby town of Nishihara. Since I was in no particular hurry to return, I decided to take, quite literally, the slow boat to Okinawa.
Sunday, Feb. 12, 2012
A glint of copper hints at Fukiya's mining past
Sitting in sublime obscurity in a raised valley one hour by bus from Bitchu-Takahashi, Fukiya Furusato Mura in Okayama Prefecture must surely be one of Japan's most under-appreciated rural destinations. Mention the name even to Japanese travelers and you are likely to draw blank expressions.
Sunday, Feb. 5, 2012
Yakushima free-stay takes some fearful turns
"Oh, if you want to pee you can just do it out the front door," my host Yuki says as he gives me an introductory tour of the house and points out the powder room — merely a pit with a long drop and an unconnected toilet pedestal covering the hole.
Sunday, Jan. 22, 2012
Call of the powder: sublime snow in Japan
There is nothing quite like the adrenaline rush of hurtling down a steep, untracked slope of knee-deep powder. It is an uncomplicated pleasure, pure and exhilarating; carving turns into the untouched snow and sending up white plumes in your wake.
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BACKSTREET STORIES
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Plum nuts about Ikegami
Sunday, Jan. 29, 2012
Fish tales of Tsukiji
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HOTELS & RESTAURANTS
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ON THE ROAD
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NATURE TRAVEL
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Namibia's no man's land
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THEN AND NOW
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