The next morning I awoke and grabbed another coffee from Kurasu.
I headed for a nearby buddist temple. The snow that had fallen the day prior making walkways and overpasses a bit slushy.
Having just arrived from Tokyo, Kyoto seemed more modest in the size of its buildings.
Shrines and temples in Kyoto are everywhere. Barely five minutes from my hotel, on an unassuming corner, was the first temple I visited.
I entered, admiring the ornate architecture.
I wandered through the courtyard in the crisp morning air, taking in the sights.
Eventually, it was time to head on.
Being Kytoto, it wasn’t far to the next shrine on my list. It was more or less next door.
The scale of this second temple dwarfed the first I’d visited.
I headed north, crossing through small residential streets.
It wasn’t long before I reached my third temple.
This was, by far, the biggest yet.
Snow begun to fall heavily as I entered the shrine.
After many a photo, I departed, heading north for downtown Kyoto.
After a decent walk I arrived in downtown Kyoto, and headed for Din Tai Fung.
After lunch, I trapised back towards my hotel in Kyoto.
I emerged from my hotel later in the evening.
Kurasu was still open and slinging coffee, which was nice to see. It was however, after my coffee curfew.
Given it was too late for coffee, it was clearly time for a drink.
I sat at the bar and ordered a hot sake.
A couple of drinks later, I went in search of food, ending up at a place called Pointoru at The Cube eatery nearby.
After an experimental dinner I had mixed feelings about, I headed back to the hotel.