This post is a bit late, but over the past long weekend, Sarah and I were in Kyoto where Sam's Granny spent much time and seemed to gain much inspiration. The weather was cool and pleasant and we enjoyed the wonderful sights of temples, shrines, castles and even one tourist shopping arcade. We saw many women in traditional kimono and even caught sight of some geisha in their tea houses.
We took much public transport and ate a ton of ramen noodles. Delicious!
We also did what all in the McLean family have done since time immemorial in Kyoto - we bought a woodblock print as a souvenir of our trip.
We're glad to be back home now and are having a blast with Meg and Eric, but have taken with us many warm memories of Kyoto and a piqued interest in seeing more of Japan.

Here we are on the JR Haruka Limited Express on our way from Kansai Airport in Osaka to Kyoto Main Station. This was the nicest train I have ever been on and it is just the airport train! It's got seats that automatically turn around depending upon the direction you're going in, toilets, payphones, vending machines, an enclosed area with worktop counters for those who need to talk on their phone and work, conductors that bow to customers and the smoothest ride I've ever encountered in a train. Plus, you can eat in them which you can't do in Hong Kong. Very nice.
If you find yourself taking this train, don't forget that in Japan, you need to put your ticket in the turnstile in order to EXIT the station. Don't forget that. We did.

Life moves fast when you're trying to find your way. Even in Kyoto.

Self portrait in the Kyoto subway.
We are less positive on the Kyoto subway/rail system. It's very confusing to us and many of the lines don't seem to link up, making transfers a matter of exiting one station in order to enter another to catch another line.

On a bridge crossing the moat at Nijo Castle. This is a UNESCO heritage site and former home to the Shogun. It's got special floors that are designed to squeak when you walk on them so that the Shogun and his bodyguards would know if someone was trying to sneak up on him to assasinate him. It sounds much like the floor at MacMahan or at my mother's house and they didn't even have to pay extra.

At the shrine for pregnant ladies and babies, or as we read in Chinese, the "An Tie" shrine. No clue how it's said in Japanese. It was very quiet and we couldn't get in, so we took a picture outside. Apparently, pregnant women in Japan travel to worship at this shrine to ensure a healthy pregnancy and child. I guess they were closed that day though there were plenty of people there.