The
best of them is Ohori, with its huge lake. We crossed the lake via a
series of wooded islands, with many wild birds in evidence. There is
a beautifully maintained Japanese traditional garden, a miniature
landscape of rocks, watefalls and pines. Just by the park are the
extensive ruins of the old Edo castle, vast walls within walls, but
the castle itself was detroyed as a symbol of the brutal feudal
regime, at the start of the Meiji era. The courtyards are full of
cherry trees, and at the time of our visit, hundreds of giant eggs
that are illuminated at night.
Here's
a very romantic, very Japanese approach to town planning: in the
1960s the local authority planned to cut down a line of cherry trees
to widen the road beside the castle. The locals fixed a series of
poems to the trees lamenting their loss. In response, the mayor
wrote his own poem, regretting the decision – and the trees were
kept and thrive to this day.
We
continued to the beach at Momochi, a bit disappointing as you have to
go through an uninspiring business district to get there, and it is
dominated by a fake Spanish wedding chapel. But it was nice to see
the sea!
We
stayed in Hakata, once a separate city. Beside our hotel is the
island of Nakasu, separated from the rest of the city by canals, and
the focus of nightlife, from the sophisticated to the downright
steamy. Along the canal there are also a series of food stalls
(yatai), for which Fukuoka is famous, seating about 8 or 10 and
offering mostly ramen and and hot pot dishes.
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