Adventurer in Japan, part 4: Day trip to Kyoto

Everyone kept saying that if we're in Osaka, we should go and stop by Kyoto. Because apparently it's really beautiful and full of history and blah blah. Sensitive to peer pressure, we went. And ok fine, it was worth it. Things I knew about Kyoto before hand: It was the old capital of Japan before Tokyo, and Memoirs of a Geisha takes place there. Things I can now add to that list: The place is totally covered by temples, shrines and misc religious huts.

I really hope you people don't expect me to remember the names of these places. Because I don't. 

"This is not drinking water". CAN'T YOU READ, PIGEON?

This photo makes me laugh so much. Anarchist pigeon doesn't give a fuck about your religious beliefs, man. 

Shoes in a plastic bag "to avoid confusion". Yeah right, to avoid old ladies stealing my Nike Free Runs. 

Moving on, we visited this gorgeous traditional Japanese garden. It made me wonder how many virginities were sold here (This is a Memoirs of a Geisha reference).

This was a big ass butterfly. 

If any girls from work are reading this, know that there has been a significant drop in people stroking my ponytail since leaving work. 

"Don't look at the camera" I said, and this is what I got. What a nob. 

You can see a stain on my shorts from earlier when I dropped a piece of potato on them. 

If you look carefully, you can see herons in the background, in the pond!

We ran into an old Japanese couple and I asked if they would like me to take their photo for them, and they gladly accepted. Only, they then insisted on returning the favour. This ensued. 

The idea of there being just one infamous bee was really unnerving, although daily for my boyfriend (cute news: this is one of my nicknames). 

Another day, another dolla, another shrine. 

Another temple, this one was massive and had 1000 hand crafted deities inside. There was a strict no photography rule inside, and personel ran random camera checks to visitors to make sure no photos were taken of the saints. 

This shit was huge. We visited a shrine of good luck on the premises, and later I found a tenner in the bin at McDonalds. Coincidence? THINK NOT.