Walking into my tatami-floored room at Kawamotoya literally took my breath away--it is just so very zen--and of course I knew I was in the right place when I saw the spiral painting on the wall of the alcove. I found sitting in this space to be some of the calmest sessions I had across Japan.
At first it was a little hard adjusting to the strict protocol of ryokan. When I went down to the onsen, I wore the wrong robe. Then when I went to breakfast the next day, I wore the right robe but my sash fell off while I went through the breakfast buffet.
But it was the host and hostess of Kawamotoya that made my stay such a delight. They went out of their way to make it as fulfilling as possible, even offering a great deal of assistance when my camera went on the fritz. And the food... Breakfast on the second day was traditional Japanese, with locally caught trout and some of the best miso soup I've had here, all while sitting on the inn's streamside terrace. Really a beautiful experience.
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