Kyoto: The old imperial capital lined with temples. An old, rustic town swarming with tourists. Or so you thought. Kyoto by day and Kyoto by night seem entirely different, like the same performer donning a different set of costume as the scene changes. During the day, Kyoto is every bit your peaceful, picturesque town where people converge to seek the soul of Japan…to seek themselves. At night, Gion comes alive. Amidst the hustle and bustle, one cannot really believe that he is in Kyoto; it could have been Osaka, or even Tokyo.
Gazing out of the window on the second floor of the restaurant he was in, it suddenly hit him…that he didn’t really know Kyoto. Even though he had been here for four years, he still couldn’t say for sure that he understood Kyoto. Kyoto is like a girl whom you can never understand; there is a side of her that you can never reach; a side that is forever sealed.
As he waited for his noodles, he thought of her.
How long does it take to understand someone?
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