These past two weeks have been quite busy at work, but definitely not busy enough to stop us from enjoying the good weather and traveling a bit. To catch up, last weekend we traveled to Kita-Kamakura to visit some famous Zen sites. We started the day at Engaku-ji, one of the most important Zen Buddhist complexes in Japan, and ranked 2nd among Kamakura’s “Five Mountains,” or state-sponsored Zen complexes.
This temple was founded in 1282 by a Zen priest at the request of the Regent Tokimune Hojo. It was built to honor those killed in battles against the Mongolian Invasion between 1274 and 1281, obviously as well as to spread Zen thought. There are 18 temples on the complex, and it is home to 2 national treasures: the Shari-den (the Reliquary Hall built in the sixteenth century Chinese style, said to house the tooth of Buddha), and the Great Bell (said to be the largest in Kamakura). You can read more about Engaku-ji here.
After walking around Engaku-ji we made our way over to Tokei-ji, founded in 1285 by the wife of Hojo Tokimune, who then became a nun after his death. In memory of her husband’s death, she opened the temple, also making it a place for battered women to take refuge. If a women stayed at Tokei-ji for 3 years, the state recognized her as officially divorced. It is estimated that 2000 women took refuge there.
This weekend I visited my favorite place in Japan: Shizuoka. A few weeks ago my friend S. came up from Shizuoka to visit me. We were classmates in Shizuoka Johoku Girls High School (now co-ed). We met up with a few of our other friends and went to Muse Cafe, which is full of stuffed pandas, chandeliers, and American pop music playing in the background. For 3000 yen per person you can do free time, with quite a good deal of food and unlimited drinks. The only caveat: sorry, gentlemen, men are not allowed to enter. I’m not completely sure why; I think it’s to provide women with an atmosphere to chat and eat together in without the noisiness of men. In Japan, genders are more segregated than in the United States, so it isn’t that unusual.
Quite a few of our classmates are getting married; we made a video for our friend, wishing her luck and happiness. Mostly everyone is busy working, buying apartments, and the like. Some of our teachers are still at Johoku; we reminisced about our English teacher’s class, having to memorize idioms (they memorized the English, I memorized the Japanese). Everyone seems to be doing well, and it was lovely being able to see them all. I love Shizuoka City, too, walking down all the old familiar streets I used to ride my bicycle to school on. Things have changed but somehow still remain the same.