It was an early start for Gill and I on the Monday morning –
so early that there wasn’t any traffic on the M42! We found ourselves queueing
to check in behind the entire Shrewsbury Town football club (players, not
supporters, he added hastily, in case they actually have supporters) – although
once a few more check-in desks opened up, things moved quite quickly… giving us
plenty of time for a coffee before the quick hop across to AMS… for a short
layover during which we found the entire Luxembourg contingent waiting for the
same flight to KIX. That was a long flight, with virtually no sleep, shortened
a bit by a David Baldacci novel that was really cheap on the Kindle. It passed
the time.
At Kansai International the puzzlers reassembled in the
immigration queue before collecting our bags and heading for the Limousine Bus
to Kyoto, where René stopped Gill and I from insisting on getting off the bus
stop before the one right outside our hotel. We arrived too early to check in
so Gill and I settled down in the hotel bar for a couple of hours over rosbif sandwiches and a couple of drinks
while we watched some delighted little schoolkids being taught to make
mocktails by the hotel bar staff for their parents and teachers… much happiness,
even if there wasn’t much alcohol for the big people!
We check in a bit before we’re supposed to be allowed to
and managed to unpack and crash for a few hours’ sleep – remember it’s now
Tuesday afternoon and we haven’t slept since Sunday night… and we’re old and
not used to doing that anymore! We headed out at about 6pm to wander around a
little and get our bearings – after about twenty minutes of wandering we bump
into Brian and Sue on a random street corner nowhere near the hotel. They’d
been wandering the back streets in search of a dive bar to continue a tradition
when the rest of the gang arrives…
They temporarily give up on their mission and we head off to
the station in search of some dinner – there are a lot of restaurants at the
station! We find a great little place and have a terrific meal of Yakisoba and
kebabs.
Back at the hotel we find Pat Major with a Martini and a
Club Sandwich so we join him and catch up for a while before we feel the need
to crash somewhere around 10pm… that goes well until 4am when Gill and I are
wide awake and reading our books.
On Wednesday Gill and I go hunting for fabric and fibre
stores on a bit of a recce for a SOAPs’ shopping trip. It doesn’t start well when the first shop we
try and find has closed – we find this out when we ask the wonderfully helpful
centre assistants whose first language is not English where the shop is, only
for both of them to coo (literally!) “Aaah, <insert shop name here>”
before making the universal sign for closed and crossing their arms in front of
them… and then apologising furiously for the fact that the shop we were looking
for wasn’t there any longer…
We had slightly more luck looking for the next one – it
wasn’t where it was supposed to be – it had moved, so someone helpfully pointed
us in the right direction… sort of. We got to within about a block of where we
thought it was, but couldn’t find it so we asked a lovely old lady at a bus
stop – she recognised the name immediately and insisted on taking us to the
shop herself – not sure if she actually caught her bus after that! We didn’t
feel too bad about missing it – we’d walked right past it – as it was on the 2nd floor and the only sign of its presence on the ground outside was a name in the
lobby in Katakana – something neither Gill or I have mastered yet! It turns out
to be an Aladdin’s cave of crafty stuff… good find!
From there we ducked into a department store that happened
to have a craft, fabric and fibre store in the basement – Gill’s delighted, and
when we head up to the toy department, I’m delighted to find a small selection
of puzzles, including an almost complete selection of Hanayamas so I pick up a
copy of Cast Diamond and Cast Cake.
We have a couple of dark chocolate iced mochas at Starbucks (this became a
bit of a theme given the temperatures and the humidity while we were there)
before heading across to the Kyoto Cycle Project to meet Hideaki. He’s our tour
guide for the afternoon and takes us on a wonderful tour around the back
streets of Kyoto, along the canals & river, taking in a couple of the geisha quarters and the Imperial Palace.
Interesting to see a smart mini-bus disgorging a load of smartly-dressed
businessmen in the centre of the geisha district while several impossibly
doll-like maiko clip-clop between their tea-houses and the school building. We
cycled up and down the banks of the Kamo River with a lightning tour of the
Imperial Palace in between, before getting absolutely drenched in a downpour
about half a mile from the cycle shop at the end of the tour. Sod’s Law!
We grab a sandwich and a coffee in the mall before heading
back to the hotel and formally registering for IPP36 – badges around our necks
it starts to feel like IPP has begun. Dinner for the two of us is at a
restaurant across the road from the hotel… and after a quiet dinner we realise
there’s a large table-full of puzzlers at the other end of the restaurant so we
wander over and find Nigel and Steve and a bunch of other friends we haven’t
seen in ages (or a couple of weeks!).
When everyone’s finished their dinner we head back to the
hotel and pretty much take over the lobby area. There are even more puzzlers
there to catch up with and I find myself alternately thrusting puzzles at
others and having puzzles thrust at me… by far the one that gives me most
pleasure is a new design from Ken Irvine called Lil’ Bruce (named after his
second grandson). Four pieces make it absolutely clear exactly where they need
to go, you just can’t get them to actually go there… brilliant puzzle.
We chat and puzzle and drink in the lobby until we’re
exhausted and then crash… it’s been a year since we’ve seen some of these guys
– it has to be done!