What struck me most about Nikko
initially was its size: at 90,000
it is one-tenth that of Tokyo, so it immediately felt like a small town. I stayed in a rustic inn on the banks
of the river, listening to the sound of rushing water as I went to sleep. My visit essentially kept me on the
main street, so Nikko also felt like a one-street town, even though it clearly isn’t.
Nikko is famous because it houses
the shrines and mausoleums of Tokugawa Ieyasu and his grandson, Tokugawa Iemitsu,
and is the home of a Buddhist sect.
Tokugawa Ieyasu is the warlord who united Japan and established the
shogunate that ruled Japan for 250 years until the Meiji restoration in 1868. Tokugawa Iemitsu centralized the
country’s administration and closed Japan to the West. The complex of shrine and temple buildings
forms a World Heritage Site that attracts thousands of tourists each year.
Tokugawa Ieyasu’s tomb, however, is
quite simple. You go through a low
gate, up a path of stairs to a small, walled in area with his tomb, a large
stone cylinder, simply carved, with a roof. A crane and a turtle, symbols of good fortune and longevity,
guard the tomb. It was quite
moving.
Women weeding the rocks |
I also visited Tokugawa Iemitsu’s
shrine – less elaborate but still quite wonderful – and the other buildings and
temples, walking on stone paths up the hills to those less frequently visited
by tourists and groups of school children. It was here that I realized what a job it was to keep the
forest and the rain from reclaiming these buildings; you could almost watch the
moss and seedlings creeping towards them.
Part of Nikko's main street |
As I walked down the main street to
dinner, I saw a number of tourist shops, mostly selling “omiyage”, tourist
gifts the Japanese take back to their friends. Many stores seemed empty, closed, or vacant. When I asked my innkeeper, he said that
this is the rainy season, so of course there are few tourists. The really busy time for Nikko is in
the fall, when the maples are turning and the air is crisply clear.
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Women on the train to Mashiko |
Shoji Hamada pottery |
I took a day trip to Mashiko, a nearby pottery
town. There’s a couple of nice
pottery museums showcasing the work by Shoji Hamada, a Mingei folk-art potter and a living national treasure who put Mashiko on the map. Mashiko certainly is a pottery
town: there are 380 different
potters, who make everything from heavy, earthen and ash-fired work to everyday
dishes to lighter and more refined work.
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