I already mentioned how gorgeous Japan was during the Fall. After prayers with the monks, we had a chance to explore the grounds of the sacred mountain for a bit and walk along a nearby path surrounded by vibrant colorful trees. It was so quiet, so calm, so beautiful.
Going to Mount Koya and staying at Jokiin among the monks was such a wonderful and spiritual experience.
It was my sister’s last day in Japan. We caught the Koyasan bus back to the train station and made our way back to Kyoto. It didn’t take us nearly as long as the journey there.