The wooden stage of Kiyomizu-dera above the wooded hillside of eastern Kyoto

Kyoto

Eleven centuries of capital, still keeping its own hours

Kyoto is not a museum city, though it is often sold as one. Behind the sixteen hundred temples is a working town of tea merchants, weavers and cooks who measure the year by what is in season, and who open the door only to people who were introduced properly.

Our routes are built around light and hours: Fushimi Inari before the first train from Osaka, a Nishijin weaver’s workshop at midday, a kaiseki counter with eight seats in the evening. Arashiyama is worth it, but only at seven in the morning.

A path running between the tall stems of the Arashiyama bamboo grove
The vermilion torii tunnel climbing the hill at Fushimi Inari shrine