Nagoya, Japan: Floating Trains & Water Castles
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Where I stayed
I boarded the shinkansen not too long ago at the Tokyo Station and I'm on-route to Nagoya to see another old friend, Masa. The city seems endless as its skyscrapers, factories, and residential buildings stretch beyond the business district of Hanzomon proper. I sat on the right-hand side of the bullet train as instructed so that I could get a nice view of Mt. Fuji (12,389 ft.). Although I was in a nearly empty 1st class section of the train, I'm certain that in any class the ride would be a smooth one. I almost dozed off as my compartment floated on air at speed in excess of 180 miles per hour; I wish we have something like this in the States. It took sometime before we reached the countryside and then the grandest of view hit me. I remember seeing images of the mountain in old drawings, paintings, cartoons, and Godzilla movies. I'm finally looking at the real thing. I was closer to her now than on the summit of Mt. Takanosu; yet she stretches so high into the Japanese sky that the clouds hid her shyness from my intense gaze. I studied her beautiful conical shape -- exceptionally symmetric compared to Rainier. I soon dozed off to the silent hum of the bullet train.
Reading the faxed instructions from Masa, it said to disembark the shinkansen and wait for him at the Gold Clock; apparently it's a regular site for meeting friends and family. Every so often a cheer burst through the crowd and people of all ages started to hug, smile, and bow to each other in joyful greeting. 3 friends or colleagues in dark blue suits in their mid-life years descended the escalators, said something to each other, and bowed several times as they departed. I took the escalator upstairs to get a panoramic view of the Nagoya Station. 40 minutes later around 12:30pm, Masa left his office to meet me at the clock. We walked back towards the ticket office and planted ourselves down to eat kishimen, a bowl of deliciously addictive noodle that is native only to this city. We planned our activity as we slurped the indescribably flavorful soup before leaving the station.
After we ate, we noticed that the weather was a tad wet from the misty rain. Masa took me through a series of spacious underground tunnels filled with pedestrians and shops before resurfacing elsewhere that was closer to his parked Mercedes wagon. The tunnel was like a basement level of what was on the surface: clean, fresh, and blindingly bright. Our first stop was Nagoya Castle and its soon-to-be-completed palace. Atop the castle rests two golden dolphins. According to legend, they were placed there to protect the wooden fortress from fire. Masa told me of the standard configuration: castle, palace, shrine, garden, and moat. In almost all cases the castle sits on the highest ground to keep watch of the city and the palace in case of a planned rebellion or an approaching invasion. The stairway to the castle entrance is gradually steep and separated by uneven staircases. It's purposefully designed this way to deceive invaders who would have a hard time making the final approach with their heavy armor.
My interest in ancient Japan led to an invitation by Masa's mother to visit her traditional Japanese home. It is nearly two centuries old and has to be heated by portable heaters due to the paper-thin wall on the sliding doors. It has a memorial plaque commemorating the honor his Grandfather had received from the Emperor of Japan with a medal proclaiming his significant contribution to the Nagoyan politics. We finished the day's meal with bean rice cake, a highly concentrated cup of fresh green tea while saving space for delicious "unagi kabayaki", grilled/barbecued eel on fried rice. I always enjoy walking after a delicious meal so Masa took me to Oasis 21 - "Water Spaceship", a modern art structure built for shoppers and those who enjoy a panoramic view from the heart of Nagoya. I wish we have something like this in Center City Philadelphia.
Knight,
On the high floor of the Nagoya Tokyu Hotel
Reading the faxed instructions from Masa, it said to disembark the shinkansen and wait for him at the Gold Clock; apparently it's a regular site for meeting friends and family. Every so often a cheer burst through the crowd and people of all ages started to hug, smile, and bow to each other in joyful greeting. 3 friends or colleagues in dark blue suits in their mid-life years descended the escalators, said something to each other, and bowed several times as they departed. I took the escalator upstairs to get a panoramic view of the Nagoya Station. 40 minutes later around 12:30pm, Masa left his office to meet me at the clock. We walked back towards the ticket office and planted ourselves down to eat kishimen, a bowl of deliciously addictive noodle that is native only to this city. We planned our activity as we slurped the indescribably flavorful soup before leaving the station.
After we ate, we noticed that the weather was a tad wet from the misty rain. Masa took me through a series of spacious underground tunnels filled with pedestrians and shops before resurfacing elsewhere that was closer to his parked Mercedes wagon. The tunnel was like a basement level of what was on the surface: clean, fresh, and blindingly bright. Our first stop was Nagoya Castle and its soon-to-be-completed palace. Atop the castle rests two golden dolphins. According to legend, they were placed there to protect the wooden fortress from fire. Masa told me of the standard configuration: castle, palace, shrine, garden, and moat. In almost all cases the castle sits on the highest ground to keep watch of the city and the palace in case of a planned rebellion or an approaching invasion. The stairway to the castle entrance is gradually steep and separated by uneven staircases. It's purposefully designed this way to deceive invaders who would have a hard time making the final approach with their heavy armor.
My interest in ancient Japan led to an invitation by Masa's mother to visit her traditional Japanese home. It is nearly two centuries old and has to be heated by portable heaters due to the paper-thin wall on the sliding doors. It has a memorial plaque commemorating the honor his Grandfather had received from the Emperor of Japan with a medal proclaiming his significant contribution to the Nagoyan politics. We finished the day's meal with bean rice cake, a highly concentrated cup of fresh green tea while saving space for delicious "unagi kabayaki", grilled/barbecued eel on fried rice. I always enjoy walking after a delicious meal so Masa took me to Oasis 21 - "Water Spaceship", a modern art structure built for shoppers and those who enjoy a panoramic view from the heart of Nagoya. I wish we have something like this in Center City Philadelphia.
Knight,
On the high floor of the Nagoya Tokyu Hotel

