Per the Lonely Planet, the train-ride from Nagoya to Takayama is "gorge-ous". LP, we strongly second that statement. Over the river, through the woods / mountains....to Takayama we go (or went...back on August 14th, 2010). The misty opaque-hued river that cuts a gorge through the surrounding elevations is dubbed the 'Japanese Rhine' and was dotted with fly-fisherman; the train ached and groaned at every ascent / descent / tunnel. The ride alone was worth the visit.
We arrived at our hostel - our first dormitory stay... Devin with 7 strangers (boys and girls), Emily with 5 (girls only). Each bunk had curtains for privacy. which was nice...and the crowd was very 'Japanese' (that is to say: respectful).
Takayama itself is a small-ish city on the doorstep of the Japanese Alps... While there, we wandered, saw a couple shrines, hit a morning market...and had our first Japenese toast. It is normal bread, but ~ 2 inches thick...perfectly toasted...with butter and an option of honey...
Again, a place worth spending more time... But the beat goes on.
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