Akhmal Travels: Tokushima, Shikoku Island, Japan

Oh dear, I've never had this kind of jet lag before. I've been in bed all day feeling extremely fatigued. 


The day after reaching Tokyo, we moved south to Tokushima. That being said, it took us an hour domestic flight.

Imagine the amount of jet lags I've been having. A total of 6 flights in a week time. 

Tokushima gave a different perspective of Japan. Unlike Tokyo, it's far more calm and... old? In a sense that most of the citizens are elderly and it's rich in Japanese tradition and culture.

Our hotel was by the river full with yachts - it has that Amsterdam feel, you see.


As I said before, the culture and tradition is quite dominant. I admit, me myself am not a big fan of history but boy now did I see how remarkable these historic places are (Nope, that does not mean I'm ever enthusiastic in studying history).

Some things I witnessed were the making of garments traditional way - they call it 'Indigo dyeing' (a local asset that constitutes 80% of their economy) and the local dance - awa odori (took me days just to remember that. lol!)

It's beautiful.


You what to know what else is far MORE beautiful?


And it was in Tokushima I had my first LEGIT Japan sushi, for $1 per dish.



Here's the Tokushima Palace Museum

That was a legit palace in the Samurai Era (Edo Era). The park, as I was told, is a popular spot for a pre-wedding photoshoot. In fact, I came across one while strolling around the park, full in their kimonos/yukatas. I mean, come on. The sight is enough to fall in love.

How about that for a dating place? 

Oh, you want a piece of advice?

Be sure to go in late March/early April. There'll be cherry blossoms everywhere. It's Spring.

and here's one the of many temples and shrines in Japan.

Fujii Temple, Shikoku 11th Temple

Buddhism's goddess of lost babies/children above.

It's hard to put in words on how fascinated I was. The trip really opened my eyes somehow to preserving our OWN culture and tradition.

Coincidentally, I decided to wear something of MY own culture, to remember where I'm from and I couldn't be anymore prouder of who I am.

Talking about a clash of cultures.

Let's close this off before I go deeper than I already am.

Appreciate who you are. 

Thanks to Wafiqah Kamaruddin (first photo) & Ady Hazriyatul (last two photos) for helping me out with the photography

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