Koyasan, Japan
So after dinner, our faces smug with full bellies, we venture into the darkness of Okunoin, which is an enormous buddhist graveyard right by our temple. We found ourselves gripping eachothers hand tightly as we walked along the lamp-lit path deeper into the forest of enormous cedar trees, statues with eyes that followed us and crumbling gravstones hundreds of years old. We kept jumping nervously (those pesky foxes) each time this particular type of bird released ...