Away from the temples and the Bamboo Forest, was Arashiyama’s preserved area. It was the best laneway to spy some of Kyoto’s finest old style houses. Some even had the traditional thatched roofs. Even more surprising was that not one of the hoards of tourists who stepped into the Bamboo Forest, was here.
I decided to lunch in one of these old buildings where I entered a fine room with tatami mats to gaze out the window at the forest and hear the sound of rushing water while I sampled more of Japan’s fine foods.