11/6 - Mochi Pounding

Taketoritei Maruyama has a special treat every morning.  They set up the lobby with a few tables and a giant hollowed tree stump and a taiko drum.  It seems like a strange set up until everyone takes their places and the glutinous mound is placed in the tree stump.  It's a mochi pounding.

Every morning, the ryokan's staff put on this performance of a mochi pounding.  The older gentleman bangs the taiko drums and gives the pounders and mixers a beat to work with.  On one beat the pounder wails down upon the formless mound of glutinous rice.  The next beat, the mixer puts their hand in the stump to move the mochi.  The pounding is definitely as much about the cooking as it is about the performance.  Beat and hammer, beat and hand, beat and hammer, beat and hand.

You're always worried that the mixer may mess up the timing and accidentally stick her hand in the wrong moment or just leave it for a little too long.  I wonder if they practice to get it all right.

After all the beating and pounding and mixing, they take the mochi to a table and portion out two little mochi balls per dish.  Then they roll some of the balls in a powder that was sweet.  Some of the balls and add sauce to the mochi balls.  Then there was some sort of other sauce or dressing that was actually quite sour and bitter to me and I really did not enjoy that mochi.

However, the whole experience of watching the pounding of the mochi and eating it fresh right after, that was quite special.  The mochi pounding was the last of our events at Taketoritei Maruyama.  We went back up to our room, packed our bags, and checked out.  We cleared our tab and we were sent back into the middle of town.

We had quite a while to wait for our bus into Kobe, so we wandered and came across the Kinnoyu Onsen.  By its name, I imagine it takes advantage of Arima's natural kinsen water, the milky and silky golden bath.  Outside Kinnoyu, N decided to partake in the free foot onsen.  As she sat down, she was about to sit down at the bench furthest to the right.  An old man was there and said something, but we weren't sure what he said.  Once N dipped her feet in, I think she kind of put together what the old man said.  The part of the foot onsen furthest to the right was the hottest section of the foot onsen.  Oh and did she feel it.  She quickly scooted to the next section to the left.  It was hot, but just not quite as hot.

After the quick dip of N's feet and me just wandering and taking pictures, we went back to the bus stop and hopped on the bus to Kobe's central Sannomiya area in order to make a connection to a train bound for Himeji. 

11/5 - 11/6 - Ryokan Meals

A ryokan is a traditional Japanese accommodation where you sleep on a tatami floor and also get your meals provided.  Taketoritei Maruyama had two huge meals in store for us.  I didn't quite realize how extensive the meals would be.

We partook in our evening meal shortly after our private onsen session.  We stepped into the special dining area.  Every group or couple had their own private dining room.  We were in room number 4 as far as I could tell from the Kanji character.  There was already some items on the table including our menu.  I was absolutely floored.  We had a 12 course meal in store for us.  I know N had mentioned that the meal was included and that it was fancy, but I was still caught off guard.  Already set on the table were two small drinks of strawberry wine perched on miniature carts.  There were also two plates of sashimi with 3 tiny pieces each.

We also had our choice of drinks.  I had seen a bottle of a local beverage out in the lobby and I was curious how it would taste.  It was called Arima Teppo Cider Water.  It didn't look alchoholic, but I was curious.  It turned out to taste exactly the same as Ramu Bottle pop.  If you've ever had Ramu Pop, it tastes like sugar water.  Both Ramu and the Cider Water were neat to try for the bottle, but it tasted syrupy and sugary.


N did the sensible thing and ordered an alcholic drink.  Many of the alcohol served was of the fruity variety.  There was a lot of choice, but N eventually settled on Peach Sake.

Our courses came one at a time.  There was the rice rolled in bean curd, the crab dumpling soup, and the beef pie.  All of them were really good, except the beef pie reminded me of a sausage roll.  I don't think this particular fusion dish worked, but everything else was good.

 

Then the our server in her exquisite kimono brought out a giant green plastic steamer shaped like a hollowed out stick of bamboo.  Inside was a steamed food dish, which I believe was fish.  However, by this time, my fatigue was truly setting in and I could barely enjoy the meal after this point.  I was so tired that I was no longer hungry.  I just wanted to sleep.  However, I managed to trek on and snap more shots of this 12-course meal.

  

We were ending the meal with smaller dishes including red miso soup, rice, and a small pickled dish.  The final dish was the raspberry mousse served in a pretty dessert bowl.  The dinner was as much for our eyes as it was for our stomachs.

 

The next morning, we also had breakfast in the same room.  This time, instead of the dishes coming out one at a time, most of it was already spread out on the table for us.  I was also feeling fully rested after sleeping through the night.  At least 6 or 7 little individual dishes were already out on the table.  However, there was no menu this morning to figure out what we were eating.  So you're guess is as good as mine.  I can safely say, though, that this is the most decadent breakfast that I have ever had.

There was also another steamer on the table today.  It was also a bamboo looking like container, but the steam hadn't started yet.  The server gestured to us that we would have to pull the string to get the steamer going.  What a neat little contraption.  I wonder what they do to get instant steam boiling.  I was tempted to play with the steamer, but thought better of it.

Overall, both meals were truly luxurious and decadent.  It's not the kind of meal that I would typically have.  N suspects that these two meals would have cost at least CAD$200 if we were to have the meals out in some fancy Japanese restaurant.  Of course, our stay included these meals and the cost packaged into the grand total.  But what a meal and what an experience.

11/5 - the baths at Taketoritei Maruyama

After settling into our hotel room, we decided to wander around Taketoritei Maruyama.  The ryokan was only 6 stories tall and each floor only had a handful of rooms.  We went back into the lobby to see what was happening.  However, we soon discovered that everyone had changed into the yukata provided by the hotel.  Meanwhile, we, the newbie visitors to a ryokan onsen, were still in our shirts and jeans.  Oh did we ever stick out of the crowd.  We quickly went back up to our room and got changed into the clothing provided.

First order of the day after familiarizing ourselves with our room and exploring the hotel lobby, it was time to try out the many baths of Taketoritei Maruyama.  The baths at the onsen could basically be divided into two types of spring water spread across many different locations.  The two types were Ginsen (silver spring) and Kinsen (gold spring).  The Ginsen is a clear spring water that is purportedly rich with radium and carbonate.  Kinsen is a rich milky and silky looking water that is almost gold in colour.  Your hand literally disappears once it's an inch below the surface of the water.  Both have their reported health benefits for a variety of chronic ailments.

We tried the "public bath" in the hotel first.  The public bath is not really open to the outside public, but is accessible to all hotel guests at almost any time of the day.  This bath is set up like a sento that you would find outside, but it was fancier inside.  Like a sento, the baths were split between men and women.  There was a washing area to cleanse your body before dipping oneself in the very, very hot water.  There were two indoor bathing pools - one Ginsen and one Kinsen.  Then there was one outdoor pool - a Ginsen pool.  When I went into my side, I was initially by myself.  So I just enjoyed the whole place to myself.  Eventually, a large group of men joined me and it wasn't so quiet anymore.  That's roughly when I decided to go back to our room.

N was still enjoying her side of the "public bath" when I had gone back to our room.  I think this was the day I could really feel the jet lag set in.  It didn't matter that I had taken the melatonin to help the previous nights.  I was really exhausted now.  I tried to crash and rest before going to our designated time for our "private onsen."

I had to run back down to the lobby and get the key for our private onsen time.  Taketoritei Maruyama has four of these private onsens.  We were a little disappointed with our onsen only because the baths were the same as the ones in the public area, but the tubs were smaller to accommodate couples or small groups.  However, it was still very comfortable to soak in the oh-so-hot baths.  N couldn't help but take a few pot shots at me after I immersed myself in the Kinsen and the water overflowed over the side.

Then there was our personal onsen attached to our hotel room.  I didn't get to enjoy it until early the next morning.  I was just so exhausted and jet lagged at night that I didn't want to bathe.  N was definitely not happy that I passed on the personal onsen at night because she didn't want to go out there alone.  The personal onsen was Ginsen water, but was also very, very hot and oh-so-comfy.  You just had to watch out when stepping out because there were some pine needles scattered on the ground.  Poke!

11/5 - Taketoritei Maruyama

We were warmly greeted upon our arrival at the hotel lobby of Taketoritei Maruyama. I was expecting that we would check in and get our room keys and that would be it. However, we were asked to leave all our bags at the desk and were ushered to a sitting room. We weren't entirely sure what was going on because only 1 or 2 of the staff were comfortable speaking a little English with us. What really surprised me was the cup of tea that they brought out to us. This was no ordinary cup of tea. It was a cup of plum tea with gold leaf sprinkled in the drink. It was so luxurious that I wasn't quite sure how to react. As we sat and drank our tea, we could look out the window and see the view. If you looked really hard, you could make out buildings far off in the distance and even possibly the ocean.

We weren't finished our tea, when our personal bell hop came and greeted us. Poor guy. His English wasn't all that good and he had a heavy accent. However, he gave it an admirable attempt to convey his welcome and explain how our stay would be like at Taketoritei Maruyama. He helped us to book our private session in one of the four special private onsen baths. He also helped to book our personal dinner time.

Our bell hop took us over to a table where all women got to choose a yukata to wear as part of their stay at Taketoritei Maruyama. N picked a very feminine pink yukata with purple flowers. It also came with a purple sash used to tie the yukata together. We both got a cloth bag with traditional Japanese designs as a gift from the hotel to us as a part of our stay.

Then it was time to take us up to our room. Part of the experience of one's stay at Taketoritei Maruyama, is that the lady guests can be carted in a beautiful wooden wagon. In The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter, the Moon Princess was returned to the moon in an ox-drawn wagon. So all women can feel like a princess. At least from the lobby to the elevator. So N was the lucky passenger as this beautiful wagon was pulled down the hallway to the elevator.

Our bellhop took us up to our room on the 4th floor. He opened the room for us and introduced all the different parts of the room to us. We left our shoes by the door and put on our slippers. The bell hop told us that we should write our name or draw something on our slippers so that we can identify them when we go into the public baths. It was a huge room for just the two of us to stay in, but it was simply decadent feeling. There was first the large tatami (sitting/sleeping) room. When we arrived, the room was set up with a table in the middle with a beautifully decorated plate of fresh fruit on it. One wall had a typically minimalist zen-like painting with a singular vase of flora directly below it. The window was almost floor to ceiling and was definitely wall to wall. It looked out onto a small yard that was really meant for viewing and not so much for walking in.

Next to the tatami room was another sitting room. There was a table that had a large blanket skirting the sides. I had a Japanese friend when I was young who had a similar table in his home. It was very comfortable to sit at, especially if your feet were cold. We didn't end up using this room very much except for the large closet to keep our belongings. I also found my men's yukata in the closet.

Just outside our room in the yard was a small, but segregated private bathtub. This was our own private onsen tub that we could access just outside our room. I guess that's what we paid a little extra for. It was a large green ceramic tub that could easily fit two adults. Water flowed down into the tub from a hollowed out piece of wood. It was all so decadent.

The bell hop also showed us the toilet room, washroom, and shower. The toilet was literally in a separate room and across the hall from the washroom and shower. There were two sinks and a selection of fine Japanese toiletries for the guests to use. The shower was small, but most Japanese showers are. It was set up so that you could take a bath in the tradtional Japanese style of sitting on a stool and using a wash basin. You could shower like most North Americans do if you wanted to, though.

Introduced to our room, I felt like we had landed in the lap of luxurious experience way beyond our usual circumstances.  The stay at Takitoritei Maruyama was definitely our one big splurge of the trip.

11/5 - Arima Onsen - Arriving at the hot springs

We arrived in Takarazuka to begin our bus ride up the mountains to Arima Onsen.  We were way early for the next bus by a half hour.  So we hung around the Hankyu Department Store for most of that time.  We used their facilities (always use the facilities when you get a chance) and checked out their food floor.  Every Japanese department store has these large food floors.

On the bus, we quickly noticed that there weren't many other young folk on the bus.  There was maybe one or two.  I remember for sure that a young lady was sitting right in front of us and busy texting on her flip phone.  Everyone else were seniors travelling to the onsen.  I suspect that they wanted to take advantage of the health benefits of the natural hot springs.

The bus journey up the mountain was definitely not quick.  It must have been roughly an hour's ride winding up the small mountain road.  It wasn't overly twisty like some mountain roads that I've been on.  When we started in Takarazuka, I was hoping the bus would take the highway onramp, but no such luck.  In any case, we got to see a much more rural part of Japan than what I'm used to seeing.  Yes, that's right.  Japan is not one giant urban metropolis.  There are farms and little townships in Japan too.

Pretty soon, you could tell we were arriving in a touristy area when the bus stops were closer together and the shops looked neater.  We got off in the middle of town where the bus terminus is.  The bus basically dropped us off in front of the town's info centre and proceeded to back into its parking spot. 

We wandered off to what looks like possibly an artificial river in the Arima River.  There was a classic red Japanese bridge crossing over it.  We took a few pictures from over the bridge.  It looked like you could go down to this concrete river bed and get closer, but we weren't in the mood for that. As usual, we are always interested in food stuff and found a shop selling some buns of some sort.  We definitely needed to try some of those hot steamy buns. 

It was time for us to contact the hotel and get our ride to the hotel.  We were staying at a hotel called Taketoritei Maruyama.  It's an upscale ryokan that specializes in giving you a traditional Japanese sleeping experience in addition to their many onsen baths.  The Japanese size minivan picked us up and drove us up the hill past the town centre to the hotel.