Kyoto’s Zen, in and around Arashiyama
It’s been great, Tokyo, but I’m finished with you. So long, farewell, and peace out: Kyoto stole my heart.
Stepping off the train was one of the most refreshing feelings after a 9-month-stint teaching in Tokyo. I’ve grown so accustomed to being bogged-down, cramped, and stressed-out, I didn’t realize how pressurized my life has become living in that city. I’m almost certain Kyoto air is filled with zen and relaxation, you can almost feel it. And you can certainly feel the general attitude of “why are you in a rush, anyway?”