Deliciously Me
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I’ve been reading about Arashiyama so much that I felt a sense of satisfaction and tingling of happiness when I was finally there. At the station, one can rent bicycle for Y300 or Y500. Satkuru wanted to cycle but I didn’t want to because it’s cold and the attraction is all walking distance. I even pointed to him that the Tenryu-ji temple is just 8 minutes walk from the station and his argument was because it’s just 8 minutes so we can cycle.
At last we didn’t cycle (and I was happy to save that Y300 or Y500) and we walked towards the left after coming out of the station because the map says so.
I seriously miss this biscuit. Can I get them here?
To think about it, Satkuru’s birthday celebrations since 4 years ago have been rather extraordinary. *perasan mode*
The first year we celebrated together in 2009, I got him his favourite MU jersey with his name ‘tattooed’ at the back all the way from UK (thanks to my good friend Karen for her help). In 2010, we celebrated in Ferringhi Garden Restaurant where we dined in candlelight (uber romantic celebration). The best celebration would be in 2011 where bunch of us celebrated his birthday in CHINA. As for this year I chose to bring him uphill. 
2 weeks prior to his birthday, I sent him an invite via Pingg.
As you can see, there weren’t much information written on the card. That’s because I decided to surprise him on the venue.
On 2nd day, our plan is to get to Kyoto as soon as possible. From Namba station (M20), we took Subway Midosuji Line all the way to Umeda (M16) for 230 yen per person. After clearing the automatic ticket exit gates, we looked at the train lines with the fare besides each station on the white board above the ticket machine again.
In our itinerary, I wrote that we’ll be heading to Karasuma with Hankyu Kyoto Line Ltd Exp for Y690, but in the board we found Karasuma with the fare (Y390). That time we didn’t have any idea on how to differentiate the trains from local, semi-express, express, rapid, limited, etc. We just looked at the board and paid whatever amount needed. So, I was quite happy to save Y300 per person here.
Unsure of which platform to go to, we asked the nice officer in charge and he told us which platform and which train to take. Very nice and helpful they are, always offering help with broad smile. We thanked him and headed to the platform as per instructed by him (I can’t remember which now) and waited for the train to arrive.
When the train came, we went in and I found myself to be sitting at the PRIORITY SEATS. Actually, when I walked in, I didn’t know there are priority seats and quickly gestured Satkuru to follow me. Only after the train moved, Satkuru told me that and I told him no wonder the seats here were empty. I looked at the stickers above the seats and found that the priorities are the elders, pregnant women, handicapped and those with young kid(s). Since we were there early in the morning and it was the rush hour, I’m pretty sure we can secure the seats without any trouble – I told him.
And I was so right. We sat the entire journey and no sight of the ‘priorities’. There was a graceful elder woman in kimono but she sat on the seat in front of me, so there’s no need of me giving my seat to her. Keke.
Earlier I mentioned about being happy for saving Y300 in this ride, little did I know that the Y300 makes a difference in speed. I’m pretty sure we were in this train for nearly an hour because in my itinerary the limited express train would bring me to Kyoto in 40 minutes.
We reached finally and got off the train at Karasuma station together with few working people. Following the map from the guesthouse, we exited at No. 25, turned left upon coming out of the building, passed 4 streets before turning left into the 5th street (Samegai Street).
A whole super sunny Saturday spent in Little India!
After lunch at Woodlands, we went from one shop to another asking for the bridal makeup package. The first shop was full, so we left after were shown the makeup package by the Indonesian worker. We then went to the second shop. However the owner told us that their makeup artist no longer works there. As for the third shop, the owner wasn’t in and all the workers were busy threading customers’ faces, so nobody was free to entertain us. The forth shop’s worker served us with super bored face. She didn’t sound energetic or passionate when explaining to us. Feeling dispirited, we left.
Then the mum brought us to a gold shop to show us how a Thali necklace would look like. I was told that a Thali necklace is made of a centre amulet and few pieces of ‘connectors’ joint to a chain. It said that the Thali has space (I supposed the connectors) for the relatives to add ‘charms/pendants’ to it as sign of welcoming the bride to the family during the wedding day.
