During the last day of my Japan trip, I stumbled upon this place. Which no doubt was one of the places that got me swooning from the moment I entered until I left. One of few places in the world that integrate so beautifully and harmoniously with nature, feeds a longing soul of this floral worshiper (pointing at my self).
Media heavy, this post contains many photos. You’ve been warned.
It wasn’t my first Airbnb experience in Japan (I stayed in Airbnb in Osaka, and in Shinjuku before this trip), but clearly this was definitely one of the best.
In choosing where to stay, I must have had about 25 listings in my wishlist for Tokyo by then and I honestly couldn’t decide. I even made an Excel sheet comparing the pros and cons of each place haha! In the end, I had to factor in location and if it was near the train station (VERY IMPORTANT!), the price (some places had a low initial price but then there is an extra charge after the cleaning fee which jacks up the final cost), and of course the overall look of the apartment (I wanted to stay somewhere nice and modern of course, hello Japanese toilet bidet technology!). Close proximity to the station is a must for me. Since I use a lot of train as my main transportation channel every time I stay in Tokyo, I always want to stay somewhere near station where I don’t have to walk for more than 10 minutes to get there (lazy ass right here, yes). Another important thing to check is the reviews of other people who have already stayed there so you know more or less what to expect.
So I began my search and stumbled upon thisAirbnb located near Takeshita Dori, the main attraction street of Harajuku. It was slightly above my solo travelling budget but I decided to give it a shot since the host stated that it is only 2 minutes away from Harajuku JR Station. Boi did I make the right choice.
The longing to experience Glastonbury, bucket lists, and how music festival tempted us dearly got it all started. My friend and I realized we both had a dormant dream – to dance and jump around with our shirts sticking to our skin in a music festival. And boy did it happen.
Back then, I wanted the full music festival experience, no doubt. Yet I also wanted to survive it with my bodies (and wallets) intact. Fuji Rock’s lineup seemed awesome, but it was also going to be held in Niigata, a bullet train and thousands of rupiahs away from the nearest airport, at a ski resort, where you sleep inside a tent for three days with no hope for a shower. Take it slow, I reminded myself, I don’t think I’m ready for Fuji Rock just yet. And that was when I found Summer Sonic line up for 2016 (I MEAN HELLO RADIOHEAD, WEEZER, THE OFFSPRING, AND BABYMETAL!).
Summer Sonic was the best decision I’ve made in 2016 that I’d take over and over and over again in a heartbeat.
Peace. Love. Unity. Respect. Music festivals has been known as a great place to be completely yourself and not have to worry about judgement. I was there to prove it right.
After 27 years of living, I finally decided to go to Summer Sonic music festival in Osaka for the first time, and it was the BEST decision I made in 2016. I met people I never normally would, listened to the sweet melodies of music I had never heard before and made golden memories I’ll keep with me for the rest of my life.
It was a hard job lighting up the night sky while everyone else was sleeping.
One day the moon took up singing in order to pass the time. It sang songs about loneliness and sadness. Then it sang songs about love and loss.
A passing cloud heard the moon’s melancholy songs and stopped to give a listen. The moon’s song touched him so deeply that he began to weep, which of course formed rain. The rain washed over the bushes of roses causing one single-stemmed rose to feel refreshed and new.
“That feels good,” the rose said to the cloud. “Thank you.”
“Thank the moon,” the cloud replied. “Her sad songs made me cry. And every time I cry I feel lighter,” the cloud said as he floated away.
There are many times in life where fear becomes a mighty fortress in my life, holding me captive though I want to break free. I never was one to possess a great deal of bravery. I was afraid of many things; darkness, loneliness, or being abandoned, cages, numbness, and even more afraid of having no means to control what was happening in my life.
If something upset my little world, I wanted to fix it, and fix it damn fast. If something upset a loved one’s world, I wanted to fix it as well.
If I could do nothing to control the storms in my life, fear came in and swept over me, capturing me in iron-clad talons. A cage I am very scared of.