It was such a beautiful place. Rolling green mountains and ancient towns, a luxury train journey that spanned the small island. Castles in Kumomoto. Horror and history in Nagasaki. Seascapes, volcanoes, and abandoned islands made of concrete. And now, three earthquakes that have rocked and shifted things. I was planning this blog as a simple celebration of my time there when they happened. Just outtakes from my journey. Simple, unassuming. And I’m going to keep it that way. Any words I could think of would be too small and insignificant in the face of this tragedy. So here’s a small glimpse into the Kyushu I saw and loved and will return to, hopefully sooner than later.
A few months ago, I traveled to Japan to ride one of the world’s most luxurious boutique trains for a few nights across the southernmost island of Kyushu. Pretty much the most amazingly spoiled rotten thing I’ve ever done in my life. I was taking pictures for a story about the train and the island overall. We visited Mount Aso, Nagasaki, that abandoned mining island where some scenes from James Bond were filmed a few years back, Fukuoka, and a handful of small onsen towns as well. Basically a week’s worth of work that felt like anything but a week’s worth of work. Which is arguably how all jobs should feel. Here are the tearsheets from the magazine. I’ll post some outtakes soon as well. Until then.
There’s something about riding a train through a peaceful and epic Japanese landscape. I was on a job in Kyushu for about seven days last week, a portion of which had me traveling on a luxury passenger train between several different towns and cities on the island. It was a much needed respite amidst a flurry of recent assignments that have taken me through Thailand, Japan, India, New Zealand, and Vietnam. I’ll get some rest soon. But for now, just looking through these images brings a calm serenity to my overworked brain, and I feel refreshed and ready to take on anything.