Kochi
Kochi
In the storm caused by the typhoon was approaching the plane took off to Kochi. I traced my memory of Narita Airport at night when I flew to Spain via Amsterdam more than 30 years ago. I remembered that at the time we were still passing through the Anchorage airport. I couldn’t find out nothing regarding at that time of myself.
It was early morning so I was drowsy and I spent time with anxiety that I didn’t know anything at the airport in Amsterdam. In the heavy storm, the appearance of Amsterdam Airport seemed to be seen through the window of the plane heading for Kochi.
Suddenly the rain and wind disappeared from my eyes. I remembered myself feeling like I was in a movie when I saw the building from the taxi on Gran Via street in Barcelona. It was May when the fresh green of the trees and the light was dazzling and so bright.
I really felt that light in Barcelona was reflected in front of me. But the loud sound of the jet engine made me conscious of myself.
Heavy rain and visible heavy wind.
As the plane glided over the water replaced my old memories with new ones. And after passing through the thick white clouds, I knew that everything was in the past now.
The first day of October in Kochi, the weather was hot and sunny like summer.
From the airport to the center of the city, I didn’t have any special feelings for my travel in the Corona disaster.
My feeling continued until touch the purity and simplicity of the city in slanting sunlight.
I was fascinated by the purity of the city and got very sentimental of journey.
Kochi is pure and simple city such as no decolated.
I rode a tram that seemed to bring the present back to the past.
From the rattling sound that echoes in the tram of the Showa period, I confirmed that the past is the most recent present.
For me it was rather than worrying about what would happen in a world of corona disasters for future, only we had to live with the new adaptations under this circumstance.
After sunset once it became dark I walked from the end of the tram. Itried to see the sea in Kochi.
However, the sea in Kochi was too much dark and I could not see it.
I gave up at that moment.
Persuaded me that I would go to Katsurahama tomorrow and see the sea under a clear sky after the typhoon had gone.
I returned to the hotel room.
I came Kochi wearing a wrist watch which with GMT hand.
The GMT hand and hour hand indicate the same time from Narita Airport.
Both hands are ticking the same time in Kochi.
It seemed to imply that the past and the present were the same time.
However, the black-colored night sea seen from the hotel on the upper floors, the past, the present, the future all had only one of pure time.
The sea from Kochi looked as if it had taken all the hands off my GMT wrist watch.
1st October, 2021 Kochi
Kochi
In the storm caused by the typhoon was approaching the plane took off to Kochi. I traced my memory of Narita Airport at night when I flew to Spain via Amsterdam more than 30 years ago. I remembered that at the time we were still passing through the Anchorage airport. I couldn’t find out nothing regarding at that time of myself.
It was early morning so I was drowsy and I spent time with anxiety that I didn’t know anything at the airport in Amsterdam. In the heavy storm, the appearance of Amsterdam Airport seemed to be seen through the window of the plane heading for Kochi.
Suddenly the rain and wind disappeared from my eyes. I remembered myself feeling like I was in a movie when I saw the building from the taxi on Gran Via street in Barcelona. It was May when the fresh green of the trees and the light was dazzling and so bright.
I really felt that light in Barcelona was reflected in front of me. But the loud sound of the jet engine made me conscious of myself.
Heavy rain and visible heavy wind.
As the plane glided over the water replaced my old memories with new ones. And after passing through the thick white clouds, I knew that everything was in the past now.
The first day of October in Kochi, the weather was hot and sunny like summer.
From the airport to the center of the city, I didn’t have any special feelings for my travel in the Corona disaster.
My feeling continued until touch the purity and simplicity of the city in slanting sunlight.
I was fascinated by the purity of the city and got very sentimental of journey.
Kochi is pure and simple city such as no decolated.
I rode a tram that seemed to bring the present back to the past.
From the rattling sound that echoes in the tram of the Showa period, I confirmed that the past is the most recent present.
For me it was rather than worrying about what would happen in a world of corona disasters for future, only we had to live with the new adaptations under this circumstance.
After sunset once it became dark I walked from the end of the tram. Itried to see the sea in Kochi.
However, the sea in Kochi was too much dark and I could not see it.
I gave up at that moment.
Persuaded me that I would go to Katsurahama tomorrow and see the sea under a clear sky after the typhoon had gone.
I returned to the hotel room.
I came Kochi wearing a wrist watch which with GMT hand.
The GMT hand and hour hand indicate the same time from Narita Airport.
Both hands are ticking the same time in Kochi.
It seemed to imply that the past and the present were the same time.
However, the black-colored night sea seen from the hotel on the upper floors, the past, the present, the future all had only one of pure time.
The sea from Kochi looked as if it had taken all the hands off my GMT wrist watch.
1st October, 2021 Kochi
