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~Free E-pub ⚖ Looking for the Lost: Journeys Through a Vanishing Japan (Kodansha Globe) ♴ Traveling By Foot Through Mountains And Villages, Alan Booth Found A Japan Far Removed From The Stereotypes Familiar To Westerners Whether Retracing The Footsteps Of Ancient Warriors Or Detailing The Encroachments Of Suburban Sprawl, He Unerringly Finds The Telling Detail, The Unexpected Transformation, The Everyday Drama That Brings This Remote World To Life On The Page Looking For The Lost Is Full Of Personalities, From Friendly Gangsters To Mischievous Children To The Author Himself, An Expatriate Who Found In Japan Both His True Home And Dogged Exile Wry, Witty, Sometimes Angry, Always Eloquent, Booth Is A Uniquely Perceptive Guide Looking For The Lost Is A Technicolor Journey Into The Heart Of A Nation Perhaps Even Significant, It Is The Self Portrait Of One Man, Alan Booth, Exquisitely Painted In The Twilight Of His Own Life Wow This guy can write He s not looking for a picture postcard Japan He s looking at the country that s in front of him at a walking pace, talking to the people he meets and letting you in on it He doesn t wrap up things in neat bows, this isn t some memoir disguised as travel writing It s detailed, subtle, earthy The author died too young, and knowing that cast a sadness over the reading of this book, gave it depth and shadows it might otherwise not have had It will take me a while to process this one. This book is an amazing travel account.Booth is a walker, no matter the weather, no matter how awful the road He speaks Japanese, he s intelligent and talkative and he talks to the people he meets The experiences he makes good, bad, funny, strange are shared in wonderfully engaging language There is the odd introspection or memory of former visits or happenings in his life, too It doesn t happen often and, because Booth comes across as such a down to earth guy this added to the charm of the book It wasn t tedious or uncalled for it becomes a part of his discovery process of the country as he walks.In this book, Booth chronicles three journeys taken along the roads travelled by a famous writer, a military general and, lastly, by the remnants of a clan This historical connection, the re discovery of their paths in wind, sleet, rain, heat and cold is an adventure in itself.This is for those who are interested in Japan without cliches, in people in the countryside The book was published in the 1990s, but Booth did already seen and mention some of the things that struck me a good twenty years later how the Japanese love of nature in Kyoto gardens does not mean that there won t be destruction of it wide highways in the middle of the mountains, grimy tunnels, damsIt was most striking in the third travel he described, where he passed by Shirakawa go, a small mountain place, famous for its high steepled houses I ve been there and Booth s words are true still the way he describes it is strikingly accurate you can see it even if you have not been there, but if you have, it s evenpoignant.For me, this book is a travel writing gem I absolutely loved it and I m really looking forward to reading The Roads to Sata , the first Japan travel book Booth wrote, which is still on my reading list. Honestly, there is quite a bit of excellent Japanese cultural stuff present here, but I found the author s tone consistently condescending Further, the first part of the book is barelythan an extended tirade against Osamu Dazai To dislike that writer s work is fine, but to mock his suicide attempts and his alcoholism, while doing nothing but drinking beer and shochu all hours of the day, is a bit much. Could not get through the first chapter Painfully boring. I managed to read 260 pages put of 385 anc I really couldn t stand a single wordIt s not a story of a meditative walk It s a story of drinking beer and having sore feet and wet clothes It would have been interesting if it had been 150 pages shorter Without descriptions of being bored and tired and having sore feet. I loved The Road to Sata, but struggled a bit with this one The last quarter of the book was brilliant I got a bit lost looking for Saigo, but now I have found Jdrama about the time and a book on his life I suspect I will re read this at some point. The library is closed, so I needed to borrow something for the plane ride from my mother s limited english language library This book is so damn big I really don t want to carry it, but what freakin choice do I have Anyway, I liked his first book when I read it back in my high school days.Later I soon realized that this was actually the book I d read back in the day Luckily I was given two books to read while I was away so basically I just carried it around up and down the state of California for no apparent reason.here is why you should read this book It makes this similar astute observations often and as wittily, but I m not about to transcribe the whole book Daruma is the Japanese name for Bodhidharma, the Indian sage whom legend credits with having introduced Zen Buddhism to China He is said to have meditated for nine years in a cave and during that time his arms and legs atrophied as a result the Japanese, being infinitelycomfortable with outward appearances than with inward illuminations, associate him not with piety, but with roundness Thus a snowman in Japanese is a snow Daruma and a potbellied stove is called a Daruma stove. Enjoying it so much that I m reading it v e r y s l o w l y The book records three journeys on foot in remote parts of Japan vaguely shadowing journeys by famous historical characters Dazai Osamu, a popular writer from the 1940 s Saigo Takamori, who completed a brilliant retreat after a failed rebellion in 1877 and the survivors of the Taira who fled after the events in the Tale of the Heike. Rather than the exotic, the author was hoping to find echoes of the past in ordinary modern life, and though largely unsuccessful, the narrative presents brief portraits of men and women, whose character and eccentricities are as various as anywhere else on earth But in the minds of most of the weekend tourists who visit these old tows and hamlets, the past is a generously amorphous fog What is old is old there is no need to bother oneself overmuch about causes and resultsAll history, even or rather especially the recent history of the 1930s and 1940s, is a tangle best left for the senseis to unravel These dances, these hamlets, they are mannerly and fine, they are laudable they are Japanese p 386