If you want to behold the biggest festival in Japan, be in Kyoto City in July. But don’t go there only for the grand parade – you’ll miss all the fun the night before.
Okay, so I was actually too late for the yoiyama two years in a row (the biggest drawback of teaching English in a cram school). When I got to Shijo Street, the shops were closed, the booths were gone, and the pretty girls in yukata were wiping off their sweat as they got into crowded trains to go home. The streets were already empty and quiet when it was this crowded just a few hours before:
But this post isn’t pointless because, even though I missed the evening festivities, I’ve seen the entirety of the parades to brag about having been experienced Gion Festival. And I was this close to the child of god—
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