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25 May 2025
Today we got up early, at 8 o’clock (although jet lag is still noticeable), and went for breakfast at a cool café nearby, in the park. They serve delicious Japanese milk bread for breakfast everywhere – it looks like an airy bun, and at first glance I thought I wouldn’t like it, but it’s actually really tasty.
Then we picked up my umbrella I’d forgotten at another café yesterday, and after that, we headed out for our trip to Lake Kawaguchiko and Mount Fuji!
I have to say, this trip had a whole backstory that deserves to be told separately. The thing is, this time of year doesn’t offer great chances of seeing Mount Fuji: the best visibility is during the winter months, and even then, the odds are only about 60–70%, while May isn’t ideal at all. Because of the clouds and fog, Fuji might not be visible at all – or only be partly visible. So planning a trip there far in advance makes absolutely no sense. It’s better to decide last minute, using a special website that gives 5-day weather and visibility forecasts for the mountain from both the north and south.
A couple of days before travelling to Japan, I checked the site, but the forecasts for our stay in Tokyo looked pretty discouraging. On the evening of our first day, we checked again – and saw that for today’s afternoon, visibility was rated 6 out of 10. We decided to take a risk and bought bus tickets anyway. And today – it was showing 10 out of 10!
The bus picked us up right from our hotel and took us to Kawaguchiko Station in two hours. And right away, we saw the majestic mountain – fully visible! It really is incredibly impressive.
First things first – we decided to get lunch. We wanted to try the local specialty noodles (udon), but the line outside the restaurant didn’t look inspiring, so we went to another place that only serves one dish: beef katsu cutlet.
After lunch, we went for a walk along the perimeter of Lake Kawaguchiko – one of the “Five Fuji Lakes” – toward an observation deck. The lake itself didn’t seem all that remarkable, at least not this part of it – we didn’t even feel like doing a boat tour, which we’d originally planned.
There was a funny moment when it seemed like the mountain had completely disappeared, and we were confused – how could it vanish in just five minutes? But it turned out we were just looking in the wrong direction, and it was hidden behind a hill, so soon enough, it reappeared – still in full view.
Next on our list was the Chureito Pagoda with its famous “postcard” view of Mount Fuji. From the observation deck where we’d already taken a hundred million photos, we decided to walk there instead of heading back to the station to take a train – we figured an hour and twenty minutes on foot sounded doable.
Spoiler alert: this turned out not to be our brightest idea, because 2.5 kilometers of the walk (at least half an hour) went straight through a car tunnel carved through a mountain – something Google Maps didn’t warn us about. Initially we didn’t even realise how long it was. We reached the mountain, saw the tunnel, and even joked that a clever person wouldn’t climb a mountain but would rather dig a tunnel through it. But dragging ourselves through that dark, polluted tunnel wasn’t the most pleasant part of the trip. We didn’t see a single other pedestrian – just a couple of puzzled cyclists passed us along the narrow walkway.
After the tunnel, though, the walk was much nicer – through a quiet rural area, with cute houses and irises blooming in small gardens. It must be lovely to live there, with the country’s most important symbol as your everyday backdrop.
Of course, to reach the pagoda itself we had to climb uphill – wouldn’t expect anything else. By then it was about 5 pm, so there weren’t many people around. Most tourist groups probably visit in the morning, because I recall reading reviews saying the pagoda isn’t worth it because of the crowds, with people packed so tightly it’s hard to take a single photo. As for us, we spent quite a while on the viewing platform, admiring the view of the pagoda and Fuji, and took yet another hundred million photos. In total, I must have photographed at least a hundred different views of Mount Fuji – just like Hokusai, only with much less effort!
On the way back, we ran into a bit of an issue. We hadn’t realised that bus tickets needed to be booked in advance. In one sense, it wasn’t a bad thing – we didn’t know exactly how much time we’d need to explore. But when we got to the bus stop, all three buses that came only picked up passengers who already had tickets. Since they were full, they refused to take us. When we checked the bus company’s website, we saw that all the remaining buses for the day were also sold out.
We had to walk to Shimoyoshida Station – at least that was still an option!
From there, we had to transfer trains and then take the subway. The return trip took over three hours, probably to balance out how easy and direct the ride there had been (right from the hotel!). So we ended up having a rather sad dinner – a sandwich and an onigiri (a rice triangle with filling, wrapped in dried seaweed) that we grabbed at the station and basically inhaled on the train in minutes, like cormorants (since it’s considered rude to eat or drink on Japanese public transport, at least we didn’t embarrass ourselves for too long!).
All in all, despite the hiccups, it was a wonderful trip – and Fuji-san was kind to us. We were so lucky to see her in all her glory!
Travelling Leila 