We have recently been hit by an attack of Le Artistique. I blame the extraordinary colours of autumn in Japan … and the surrounding hordes of Chinese tour groups laden down with photographic equipment – we are still nothing if not competitive!
Yup, Kyoto actually looks like this in autumn. We also visited it one spring, when it was bright pink with cherry blossoms. Jason, book that ticket!
Qu’est ce que c’est, l’artistique? C’est L’art, mais avec du stique.
The Silver Temple. So called because the owner once intended to cover it in silver, but then didn’t. By this logic, I intend to rename myself Mr SixPack.
Taken at the top of a bloody steep hill, mostly to give me an excuse to catch my breath. Not bad, eh?
You have no idea how many similar photos to this we have. Let’s just say it was a rather wonderful few days driving through the mountains.
Fat bottomed men, they make the rocking world go round.
…although I probably wouldn’t say that to their faces. Or comment on their rather, erm, “flamboyant” aprons!
“What you lookin’ at?”
…and the “Almost Japan”. A final sunset shot of the mountains of Nepal. Pointy and intrepid, like us. Or something.
