Wednesday, 2 January 2008

monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey

Apart from the lights, the drunken cheering, being crammed into a space surrounded by Sharp elbowed strangers, you know what really says new year? A Monkey park that's what!
T.O.H had already went out for a day trip to Arashiyama in Kyoto looking at the fiery red autumn leaves followed by a 2 hour boat trip along the river but for some reason it was the tales of the monkey park that caught my interest. So on a cold Saturday afternoon we wandered over up and along to the park in question. With the monkeys having almost free reign and showing almost no fear of people, as soon as you enter you can wander in and out of groups (of monkeys, not little old Japanese ladies) busy with cleaning, sleeping and other such monkey business without fear of disturbing them.


After wandering up a large hill surrounded by trees that turn red during autumn but are now shades of browns and greens, theres a large clearing that shows off a great view of Kyoto along with the monkey feeding hut. Inside you purchase bags of peanuts and sweet potato while the monkeys cling to the windows putting out their arms to be feed like some sort of scene from Oliver.
Man meets monkey, I suspect monkey is only after peanuts rather than friendship

Yes I am wondering when is it my turn to be groomed?































Quite literally cheeky monkeys.

Above the monkey house, you can wander to where I presume the monkeys call home. The monkey sit, groom each other and run around on the ground littered with soft moss and pine needles. None of the monkeys seem bothered your walking around amongst them, in fact the end of the video is blurred because as one monkey ran past me he decided to tug my scarf.


After all the excitement of the monkey park we went for a wander around Arashiyama itself, during December the whole area is lit up with lanterns and lights, and despite being packed out elbow to elbow with holiday makers we managed to ohh and arhhh at the light displays including the large bamboo forest and a train carriage seemingly light by an acid infused hippy.
Part of the bamboo forest not seen are the scores and scores of people carrying massive camera tripods oh and ghosts.





























The steps leading up to a temple



































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