As I walked closer and closer towards the solemn wooden gates of Untoan, I began to feel as if I were spirited away – the scenery with numerous tall trees and the soft green moss that spreads out as a natural embellishment just perfectly fit my personal image of a mystic old temple at the foot of the mountain. Standing there taken aback, I found myself not being able to stop taking pictures of the pure beauty covering the place.
Haruka Saijo @haruka.saijo
A Japanese university student that used to live in Canada, not so Japanese, loves traveling, enjoys experiencing anything new and exciting, and has passion for music.