The one-hour journey to Fuji began with Stac not actually being able to contain her excitement at getting a hot coffee from a vending machine within one second of pressing the button, she thinks it must be magic. The train ride flew by with various glimpses of the famous mountain along the way, we arrive around 9.30, and Kazu, the owner of the house we’re staying at for the night, picks us up from the train station for the 2 minute drive back to his place.
As soon as we arrive, we clouds start rolling in, and the forecast bad weather looks like it’s about to start. We dropped our bags off at Kazu’s place and he gave us some recommendations on what to do for the day, suggesting to get the 30 minute train closer to the mountain to the town of Fujinomiya.
As if by magic, over the next 10 minutes of walking to the station, Mount Fuji completely disappeared into the grey sky. The rain was definitely coming, and when it did, it didn’t stop for the next 12 hours. By the time we had gone for a walk around the town, seen the local temple, gone for some sake-tasting in the brewery (bought a bottle) and had some lunch (the best fried noodles in the world according to Kazu, and I would agree) we realised we weren’t going to get to see the waterfalls nearby that Kazu told us to go to, so we headed back down towards Fuji.
A relaxed day was spent lounging around, but when we woke up the next day, the morning sun gave us the most amazing view of Mount Fuji, the view we had come to see, the view we are unlikely to forget. We got our things and headed off to the train station for the two and a half hour journey to Kyoto. What a country Japan is!