"The Invisible Hand of God"

- My and Her Western Travels (36)

With only a little bit of our vacation left, this trip, which also served as a celebration of my wife's recovery, was finally reaching its final stage. The "debt" from the many detours we took during the trip had piled up, and we were forced to pay it off by leaving Kyoto by the evening of this day. Less than 24 hours of stay. It couldn't have been more hectic. After fully enjoying the Togetsukyo Bridge (Ukyo Ward, Kyoto City), without consulting each other, we were led by "the invisible hand of God" to the Torokko Saga Station (same ward) of the Sagano Scenic Railway's Sagano Scenic Line.

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Trolley Train

Let's ride the trolley train. Strangely, even looking back, I have no memory of suggesting that to my wife. However, after visiting the Togetsukyo Bridge, without discussing it as a couple, we both found ourselves heading toward Torokko Saga Station. My wife says, "Didn't we discuss this the day before?" but that's not true. Before we could even discuss it, she was already fast asleep. Honestly, what mouth could say such a thing?

I think there might have been some foreshadowing that led to this. That is because I remembered that when I visited a colleague in Toyama alone and showed her a video of me riding the "Kurobe Gorge Trolley Train," my wife was very envious. While I was looking for an opportunity for us to go together next time, my wife was hospitalized and then had surgery (*). It is certain that this was weighing on my mind.

Even if that is not the entire reason why we both naturally headed to Torokko Saga Station, it is not a bad "landing point" to convince myself. So, I decided to think that way. It is about a 15-minute walk from Togetsukyo Bridge to Torokko Saga Station. On the way, there was a line in front of a local butcher shop to buy croquettes. Naturally, we joined the line. And we ate. Our shared consciousness as a couple:

This level of detour doesn't count as a detour. (To be continued)

(Photos <in order from top>: A trolley train with a character emblem attached, looking a bit "cringe" = squirrel, the butcher shop where a line had formed to buy croquettes. It seems to be a well-known shop = same)

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