It is all about trying, right?

Today after work, one lady I met previously in my town invited me for a nice tour of the onsen-temple in my town (onsen are hotsprings in Japan): onsen-ji. Thus, I got a book, sold in several temples, to collect all the stamps from the temples and shrines I will visit in the future (thanx to a friend for the tip). Despite the fact that it was dark, it was beautiful because I could still admire the different colors in the trees and of course the temple itself. Little note to say that although the monk did not speak english, he was a real sweety.

After the tour, we decided to grab a bite and this is where I had my first encounter with what Japanese call 'tororo'. This meal is made out of a sort of mountaineous japanese yam and soy sauce...my reluctancy to try it came from the fact that it had a slimy consistency....Not particularly cool to look at. :o\

Of course, since I was already in the situation, put on the spot and well it's me, right?!, I ate it all. I am not sure if I really hate it, but I know I did not really like it. :o) ...Maybe it is an acquiered taste.