36 items of clothing, 9 pairs of shoes, 4 bags
I’ve been thinking about Japan.
The first time I visited was almost a year ago now. I remember my stay in the Japan Alps most vividly.
My accommodation was a traditional guesthouse – a ryokan. Dining was included in the price of the stay. Decision making was reduced to a minimum.
By day, my room contained but a simple dining arrangement, low on the floor. A large expanse of mountain range filled one wall length of window. By evening time, the room would magically transform into a bedroom. I can still remember the scent of the thin tatami mat.
Most of my stay was spent hiking. Hiking is something that really empties my mind. There is nothing more peaceful than making my way up and down mountains. The photographs I have included here represent the serenity of those beautiful places.
Japan was the first trip I took with a small wardrobe. I left for a week and a half with a small carry on. It contained only a small number of black and white items. I remember feeling a real sense of ease getting dressed. Again, decision making was reduced to a minimum.
I will probably always associate the Japanese mountains with simplicity and peace.