Bad. I’ve written a series of blogs on my 2 week holiday in Japan, and missed you! Sapporo. If I visited just a week later, I would have experienced your transition into winter with your first snowfall. My friends who came a week later perfectly timed it. Well, this could only mean I should see you again. After all, I missed Niseko which is another friend’s favorite in Hokkaido. Or maybe I should see you in February 6-12, 2017 in time for the Sapporo Snow Festival!
I was so looking forward to visiting you but I’ve been a bad visitor. Didn’t give you enough time and left in a rush, feeling underwhelmed. I had images of the snow sculptures in Odori Park while knowing I won’t find them. Not in mid-October. From the JR Station we walked a block towards Hokkaido University to drop our bags in our hotel. The ginkgo and polar trees are far from its autumn hues but we persisted we’d walk it. Even as night set in. Neon lights soon engulfed us as we walked back to the huge train station, passing Ramen Republic. Growing “anti-crowd”, we skipped Ramen Alley and instead headed for the fountains and towers of Odori Park.
The wooden structure bearing the Sapporo Clock Tower is a pleasant deviation from the high rise buildings and modern architecture of this cosmopolitan city. We found the same fast-walking, quick-paced crowds thriving in modern cities here and felt like we were transported back to the modern world.
How much have we missed, Sapporo? I drank your beer. And your milk. Your cookies and cheese cakes. Your chocolates. Ice Cream. Crab crackers. Squid crackers. Whatever I can get my hands on. Even those bento boxes at the train station looks good. My bag is bursting at the seams with those boxes of yummy delights. More of the chirashi I can’t take home. Those fruits of the sea. As I munch the last few snack foods I stashed in my bag, I remember Hokkaido. And wish I ate more.