I love that feeling when you’ve settled into your seat on the plane (or train or boat, for that matter) and the last few minutes tick down to departure time. Finally, you’re off!
All the weeks of planning are done.
You’ve handed over anything important at work, and your out of office message is on. Your packing list is all ticked off… after a few frantic searches around the house and that last minute trip to the shops, you have everything you need in your case, and if not, it’s too late to worry about it now. The harried journey to the airport (or station or port) is over, you didn’t get a flat tyre, you weren’t caught up on a traffic jam or delayed by cancelled trains or the wrong kind of leaves on the line. You’ve queued to check in or drop off bags, passed through the tedious but important security checks and impatiently passed time in the waiting area. You’ve boarded the plane, found your seat, placed your luggage in the overhead locker and settled in to your seat.
The crescendo of activity and self-imposed stress narrows down into a singular moment of happiness mixed with anticipation and hope for the trip to come, the experiences to be had and the memories to be made.
For our first two trips to Japan, we travelled in early autumn and enjoyed pleasant sunny weather and splashes of colourful foliage as the season began to change. On our third trip last year we travelled instead in spring, with the hope of experiencing Japan’s famous sakura (cherry blossom) in full bloom. Our best sakura experience was during our short visit to Hikone – as we walked to the magnificent castle, we found the water-side trees laden with beautiful pink flowers, and many more lined the paths and adorned the gardens within the castle grounds.
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