Solo in Kyoto at 67: temples, trains and a very patient tea master
My first big overseas trip alone. How I planned it, what the rand bought, and the moment I stopped feeling like a tourist.
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I’d saved for this trip for three years. Kyoto rewarded the wait.
Getting around
A rechargeable transit card made buses and trains painless. Stations are signposted in English, and staff are endlessly patient with a South African waving a printed map.
The tea ceremony
I knelt for forty minutes. My knees have opinions about this. Worth it.
