Japan seems to have temples at every turn. You find them where and when you least expect to, hidden in plain sight. I found this one while looking for a hiking path in the mountains. My Google Maps must’ve gotten lost or confused (or both) because I followed the directions precisely. I took every turn as directed and followed the winding road exactly as the map displayed. Yet somehow I ended up here. I guess it was meant to be.
This isn’t one of those touristy temples that you’ll find on a must-see or best-of-Tokyo list. It’s doesn’t have an information booth or lines of people waiting to say their prayers. It’s nestled in the mountains, not close to much but a few houses a railroad track. But that doesn’t make it any less beautiful. The details are lovely. The colors are vibrant. And the vibe is serene, refreshing, and everything I needed this day.