I highly advocate getting lost in new cities. Having said that, it can be rather terrifying with only your wits to rely on recalling whether you passed that similarly shaped tree before as a retraced marker. But whether I'm hopeless with directions or plagued with misfortune, getting lost usually means crucial hours are lost before the sky wrenches itself from day. I was meant to see the sort of European architecture left behind in Kobe, but I ended up instead, at the Herb Garden, no matter, no matter, I'm sure my flora-loving mother would appreciate it - even if they are stark bare in winter.
Purchased my first drink ever from a vending machine, Peach Nectar as endorsed by my sister. It wasn't as fizzy as I was hoping it to be and it's predictably sweet. Check out the prices for those drinks! Not only that but there are some that are heated too!
|Cuteness comes in the form of a conqueror of flames!|
|Everyday I am in awe of this beautiful city|
A sky view of Kobe.
I loved this concept the most! As the name implies, everything grown can be utilised in the kitchen. I never thought I'd miss summer this much .. but that was before I've had to trade in my lychees and mangoes and basil for apples and mandarins.
|Every holiday is an occasion to exploit! Although I have to say, it does look very picturesque.|
|Spot the potted man, seatedly on guard.|
The Port of Kobe Earthquake Memorial Park. It was constructed as a reminder for the calamity that claimed over 40 000 casualties and 200 000 homes and buildings. As is with the case of memorial sites, they serve as reminders for the tragedies of the past and the endurance of the people who were able to move past from such an event. The next set of photos seem almost frivolous to include after such a landmark.
My Japanese isn't that good so forgive me if my descriptions rely solely on a shaky combination of taste and my atrocious memory. What I thought was fish, turned out to be chicken instead. Not complaining - it was delicious. Hearty, and bursting with juicy morsels of mushrooms. I think it was a kind of curry sauce? One more leaning towards Japanese design rather than Indian roots as you could breathe in the spice more than you could feel it skating across your tongue.
PARFAIITTT! I have no idea what kind of sorcery that they used. I wouldn't be able to understand their explanations anyway. However there was this cream, or maybe panacotta that was marshmallow thick and delectably creamy, dissolving on the tongue .. Curse my lack of fluency. I'm not quite sure what the berries are - I've never seen them on a shelf in Sydney .. possibly cranberry? Well, in addition to that, there was matcha sponge, pieces of yogurt covere muesli and sake poached pears. But of course, I could only feebly make a dent in this following my meal prior to this. How can my dessert mentality desert me now before such a glorious creation?
Of course I couldn't leave without tasting Kobe's beef! Generally, my tolerance for touristy things are zilch. Basically, I regard them like mouthwash. Withstand it for a few seconds then completely wash my hands clean of it with the full knowledge that I've accomplished it. I fully believe that it completely minimises its initial value after being lauded and praised and insisted that it must be done or you've failed in travelling. So I ordered it with no expectations.
I apologise for my long absence! I'm actually in Busan, South Korea now! But the reason for my intense radio silence is purely due to the fact that when I was in Tokyo last week (ahaha, yes), I used another Airbnb apartment which provided me with a pocket wifi device that was limited so you can see how I prioritised being able to use Google Maps over Youtube ahaha. In any case, I promise to be more vocal social media wise, especially now that I've been to such beautiful places! So yes, I do intend on bombarding them with visually pleasurable things and food that you can only weep about ahaha. Find me here: Instagram, Twitter and Tumblr - oh and trust me, I have a backlogggg of things to share.