Kochi is a place very, very close to my heart without me really realising this until I got around to type up this post. Kochi was the place where I realised I was at peace with myself and my own reality. I realised that however hard life would feel like — like it had, or like it would be — I could find solace in the fact that I have myself to get through it.
Of course, I became increasingly aware of the importance of my relationship with God, my
family and my friends in my life. Because I wouldn’t want to be able to do it all without them. But it was great to feel that, in that moment, I was my own best friend.
Kochi is a town near the seaside in the Kochi prefecture. It’s located on the southern side of Shikoku. It has a really relaxed atmosphere. It’s home to the ridiculously great looking Anpanman (aka my brother-from-another-mother).
In Kochi I did a workaway job for a couple of weeks where, basically I just managed a little capsule-style hostel. It was brilliant.
Checking in Japanese customers in semi Japanese/English was definitely a first for me. But I think maybe also for them, being welcomed by a tall, blonde westerner (that had slight similarities with anpanman, obviously!!). Luckily for me, there were also quite a few Aussies, Korean, Frenchies and German people that I could help out. Which was a lot easier. And at this point in my trip, I was really open to meeting foreigners as I hadn’t had any of my usual suspects around to just lollygag with.
One of the most memorable moments was when two German girls around my age warned me that there was this gigantic spider near our luggage in the storage area. So we did some bonding over our fear of spiders (and the fun things we already had experienced in Japan) while guarding our own luggage with our life — waiting for the owner to come back with his handsome friend to rescue us from this wretched spider.
But apart from the volunteering experience I got to really do some sightseeing around Kochi. There where a few beautiful places, like an observatory and a green house (with a beautiful park & gardens) and of course: a castle! My favourite by far was Katsurahama beach. This is where I got to really unwind after crying my heart out after hearing from the home-front that our sweet (and rather old) doggy Max had passed away in his sleep.
After Kochi I had regained some strength and I was looking forward to the next stop on my trip: going back to Hiroshima and meeting my Japanese mom and dad again.
Until soon folks!
— this is a continuation of my blogs about Japan, from spring to summer 2016 when I went to Japan for 3 month and took too many pictures!