Returning to Japan – 2026 update

Hakone by Lake Ashi – Fuji in the far background – 2019

Later this year I will return to Japan for my tenth holiday there – all self planned trips taken over the past few decades or so.

I have had a camera in my hand since I was given one for Christmas when I was about nine, and one has been with me on all my travels since – sometimes two of them! It’s always a dilemma packing – what can I leave behind to make way for my cameras and lenses!

My first camera – early ’60’s

Over the last half century, I have travelled extensively around the world, experienced remarkable places, and met amazing people. I know what it’s like to stay in a five star hotel – or to be kindly invited to tea in the courtyard of a mud brick two room home with dirt floors that housed two families – the mud brick hospitality was memorable – the five star not so much.

In late life, Japan has become my favourite destination. I’ve pondered if I would have enjoyed it so much when I was first embarking on international travel in the 1970’s when I was 19. I have concluded that perhaps I would not have, as it was a lot more difficult for young foreigners on a tight budget to travel within Japan at that time. No cheap youth hostels, which I favoured in Europe. I’m told that Japanese back then were more wary of foreigners, and that very little english was available. On both sides, there was a lot less understanding and consideration of cultural differences than there is today.

Climbing in NZ seemed easier than organising a trip to Japan in the 1970’s

I did, in fact, seriously consider visiting Japan in the 1970’s. But researching a trip then was a lot more difficult, with no internet. Travel agencies offered tours, but nothing for a young traveller on a minimalist budget. And I had no contacts there. For an Aussie girl, with limited funds, and mostly travelling alone, those difficulties seemed insurmountable. So I explored Australia, headed across to New Zealand, and later moved onto Europe instead.

Sheep herder in Greece/1970’s

As my travelling prowess improved, so did my sense of adventure that eventually landed me in places such as Afghanistan and India. Perhaps Japan, after all, would have been a breeze in the 1970s?

My photo of a main road going into Kabul/1970’s – when peace reigned

It wasn’t until 2002 that I first sighted Mt Fuji when I organised a self guided trip in Japan for myself and my sons on three weeks notice. Lonely Planet was my principal guide, and by then, I was able to research on the Internet. We mainly stayed at family friendly ryokans, using the Japanese JAPAN RYOKAN & HOTEL ASSOCIATION as a guide. The Association still operates today, and I highly recommend it.

It helped that my youngest son spoke some limited Japanese, and had already been to Japan on a high school trip. Although I did have to show him the old fashioned benefits of pointing to a map and improvised sign language to get directions!

Cycling in Gifu, 2017

My husband had work commitments, so missed out on that first Japan trip. But on retirement, he suggested I organise another Japan visit for us. Luckily, he loved it! So, three weeks in 2017, three weeks in 2019, and a three week trip planned for 2020, but torpedoed by Covid. We have moved since to a few visits a year to catch up. At our age, time is short!

Old weaving techniques demonstrated in Takayama

In May 2022, we were finally back in Japan following the pandemic with an autumn visit. Autumn is a brilliant time to visit Japan! My camera goes a little crazy capturing the colours! Both spring and autumn also are wonderful times for birdwatching in Japan.

These days in Japan, we move more beyond the well trodden tourist track. At our late age, with knees and other joints weakening, we are accelerating our travels before time runs out! Already, a failed knee replacement several years ago has slowed me down. But we still manage to get into some of Japan’s choice nature areas for the scenery and bird life – and, of course, to meet more people. We are always equipped with our bear bells for these areas. I would love to see bears from afar, but not too close!

Trekking at Kamikochi in the Chubu Sangaku National Park, Hida Mountain Range (The Northern Japan Alps)
Tea house stop hiking the Nasendo trail in the Kiso Valley – British actress Joanna Lumley had been there too!

Looking back on my travels over the last half century, it hasn’t necessarily been the sights or the array of wonderful food and culture along the way that have enthralled me. Or the sense of achievement in meeting the challenges of travel both within Australia and overseas.

It’s been the people I’ve met. Kind, generous, interesting, wonderful people. The amazing rich quilt of humanity that I’ve been so privileged to experience. I have found it’s really important to understand and respect local cultures and the people. Respect when travelling is essential, along with a smile.

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  1. Wow Therese, Afghanistan in the 1970s! You are truly an adventurer at heart. I love your pictures from across all your travels- they seem to show humanity through them. The world is a beautiful place when you take away all the war and politics. Wishing you a lovely next trip back to Japan.

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    • Thank you for that lovely comment. I don’t write much about my early travels as a lot of photos and slides from back then have been lost over the years, and those I have aren’t great quality. Some still seem to come out ok though .. especially black and white photos I took on my Pentax camera then. But the detail of my trips are too vague – I should have kept a diary! My son urged me to at least post a photo every now and then of my 70’s travelling with a caption. I found when I did that memories would come seeping back through lol! I travelled through the old Yugoslavia with my younger brother and sister in the kombi van I bought in London. I asked them a few years ago which route we had taken to go from one place there down into Greece .. and we all had different versions lol! Memories can be funny things and not always reliable. I spent about six weeks in Afghanistan. It was great then .. not long before the Russians invaded. Women could work and go to university. Many were covered but some didn’t. There was no problem walking around without head coverings. There were quite a lot of travellers about.. young Aussies and nz in particular used the overland route to return home from Europe/UK. I do remember enjoying some of the best steak toasties in Kabul that I’ve ever had – yet I don’t recall seeing many cattle as I Criss crossed the country!!!!!! LOL! I often think of the lovely people I met in places like Iran and Afghanistan and wonder what happened to them in the terrible times ahead. In those days, without the internet and email, you didn’t often keep in touch with people you met on your travels.

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