Despite soaking me like a drowned rat, the rain was kind enough to let up so I could visit the vermilion torii tunnels of the Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine grounds and the famous forest at Arashiyama.
I couldn’t help but wonder if the maiko hide fish snacks in the folds of their obi. They do tend to congregate around the temizu water troughs.
The bulk of my time was spent riding along the Katsura and Kamo rivers or sampling mochi/people watching in cafes until a storm passed.
I stole many glances at various temples from the seat of my rental bicycle as I wandered about the city but was often too wet or avoiding impending saturation to stop. Props to the Almont Hotel for providing dry towels, a blow dryer, and warm house clothes.