The Narrow Road to the Deep North

Writing this from a somewhat dingy hotel in Mizusawa, Northern Japan. Two stories this trip – one on Iwate ironware and one on Sendai whisky.

Bumped into Matsuo Basho yesterday, or rather his statue, at a temple in Hiraizumi. He penned a famous haiku in the town:

“The summer’s grass / is all that’s left / of ancient warriors’ dreams.”

Matsuo Basho

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