
The day we saw it, we had gone down to the harbor area to meet several students from Okayama, which is across from Takamatsu on the main island of Honshu. These kids were from the very first group of students that I had responsibility for, in 2000. I coordinated their stay here in the Pacific NW--decided what teachers they would have, where they would go for their half-day activities, what kind of volunteer work they would do, where they would go on their full-day trip to Seattle. They were a great group of kids and I really enjoyed their stay. The student we had from that group was Shiori, who I will probably blog about here at another time. Anyway, the Kubos, who we were staying with in Takamatsu, took us down to the harbor to meet the ferry boat that the students were coming across in. While we waited for the ferry, we visited the grounds this castle sits on. It's not a large park; just big enough for some twisted pine trees and the castle. But it was my first exposure to Japanese feudal structures, and I was enchanted. It reminded me of pictures I'd seen of Himeji castle, which we later visited in 2003.
The thing that stays with me still, though, is the surprise of finding this piece of Japanese history sitting so close to the hustle and bustle of the city. The serenity of it and the reminder of a slower time evoked quite a contrast.