Before moving on to December and all that comes with it, The View takes a fond look back at Kochi. How has a week slipped by since returning to Tokyo? Perhaps it was that wrenching right turn made after living for a while in the organ practicing mode, but returning to Tokyo to find that people had already switched to the Christmas music rehearsal mode? I spent the week catching up by selecting the Rikkyo University chapel choir Christmas repertoire, planning services, and all that. Guess what? After turning green in the gills whenever I heard “White Christmas” in the department stores last week, now I’m fully in the Jingle Bell mode. Bring it on – shiny ornaments, jolly music, and holiday food.
Back to Kochi, however. A photo diary:
My host in Kochi was Miura Mana, my former organ student who now teaches music at Seiwa Gakuen. If you want something arranged perfectly, ask Mana. She is on very organized and enjoyable person to be with.
My page turner was “the wife,” as usual. No one else is allowed close to me when I’m performing. She has the ability to turn absolutely invisible when seated at the right side of the organ bench.
Kochi City is the place to eat if you love seafood. The post-recital dinner party was held in a restaurant specializing in the above and below – large platters of fresh seafood.
The fish head below may appear to be a normal fish head. In reality, however, it is a delicacy – stuffed with rice. No, I didn’t find it necessary to try it in order to know it was delicious. I passed it along to the next person to have it tested (and she passed it along…) Someone eventually did take it home, promising to steam it and enjoy the flavors by herself.
The underside of said fish head:
Not all fish is caught and eaten in Kochi, however. On a morning walk I found this whale escaping from the second floor window of a seafood restaurant. One hopes he made it back to the sea.
Other large things in Kochi are beckoning cats and statues of the local hero, Sakamoto Ryoma.
Not all things were large, however. Certain temple door ways required skill to pass through.
As usual, I was on the search for unique English while in Kochi. I pondered the following many times during my stay. For those not able to read Japanese, the meaning is a mystery. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to “using up a roll” daily, or conversely, to conserve it.
For some reason this clothing store’s sign caught my eye. No explanation needed or given.
Here is an establishment to be avoided by all persons of my age. I think my son would probably enjoy it, though.
Finally, and mainly for members and grads of the Rikkyo Choir, the above is the city version of Katashina-mura’s “Oshare Shop.” Perhaps this is the main store?
And to close the post, photos of lovely Kochi Castle.