Our second day at Fujikawaguchiko (yes, “Fujikawaguchiko” is the proper name for the town – try saying it five times fast) found us waking up to the quiet hush of a drizzly morning. From our guest room window, the lake before us was a shimmering grey mass at the foot of faraway misty mountains. It was almost like a dream. But we had no time to appreciate the view because 8 o’clock was rolling around and that was our allocated Breakfast Time. So we tried to look semi-presentable in our yukata outfits (essentially traditional Japanese garments that look like casual kimonos). Rakuyu gets its female guests to handpick their own personal yukata and obi (sash) upon checking into the hotel, so I picked one with a lovely cherry blossom print and matched it with a bright red obi. James was stuck with the generic pale lilac yukata that all the guys get. Continue reading “Lake Kawaguchiko, Corner House Restaurant & A Private Onsen Bath”