Yes, I am aware that I have posted pictures from this temple (Hasedera) before. Yes, I know this might make me fall into the post-too-much-too-soon-trap. This is the trap that makes girly bloggers (especially the Norwegian ones, for some odd reason or another) post five, six, seven, eight or forty-six pictures of their own face from the same photo shoot, and all of the pictures look almost alike. And viewers get bored. (Every time I see a post like that, I keep thinking how much better the post and the pictures would look if I was presented one or two of the best photos from the set instead of fifty shades of boring in the same blog post. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I have ADD or ADHD or OMG. Oh wait. I went off on a tangent here. Back to the post. Sorry about that.) I know variety is the spice of life and all that jazz, but one of the main reasons I started blogging was to… *dumdumdum* document my life *insert sad violin music here*, so bear with me, here are more pictures from Hasedera in Kamakura. Because I went there. And I have pictures to prove it.

Tokyo consists of 23 different central wards packed into one, called 区 (pronounced “ku”) in Japanese. Because most of my daily life the past months basically revolved around eat-sleep-school-delete-and-repeat, I hadn’t been around to more than 3 different 区s in the middle of Tokyo for several weeks. This was naturally quite a sad and terrible state to be in, and it made me feel boring and dull. Remedy: trip to Kamakura. Because they have this magical thing called the ocean in Kamakura. I reminisced about seeing the ocean in Norway as a child (and played more sad violin music inside my head) and felt quite sorry for my ocean-less self. (I also saw the ocean back in March of this year in Norway, but for some odd reason this didn’t enter my mind as relevant when it was time to indulge in self-sulking.) But on this particular day in May, 2013, I would no longer be ocean-less!  Climbing up the hill inside the Hasedera temple area you can see both beach and never ending ocean! Seeing the ocean from top of the hill was like seeing a watering hole in the middle of the desert. Ok, not quite, but you get the picture. It was N-I-C-E! And beautiful.

Apart from the fresh air that made me all kinds of giggly and high on life, I also saw a bunch of tadpoles that all went away when I picked up my camera and tried to snap a picture of them.

And we saw serious statues…

…and happy statues…

…and more oceaney goodness! (Ok, I know oceaney isn’t a real word, but it should be.)

Super wheel-chair accessible, of course! Just like the rest of Japan. At least it was really pretty.

No day trip is complete without a mandatory walk through a bamboo forrest. Pretty, no?