The Japan I Discover
After more than two hours of driving through curvey dry creeky roads mingling the connected small towns on the greater plain nestled among valleys embedded in the Eastern Japan mountain ridges, and through narrow winding up and down hilly drive ways around the uncounting numbers of budha temples along the way, I have come to this corner of land where its edges have been beating by ocean water relentlessly. A lighthouse stands alone at this corner of earth rightfully claiming its presence with its rotating beacon; to me, it signifies the guiding light at the end of the tunnel. I am further and deeper connected to knowing Japan.