so the reason for the visit (yes, there was one besides temple hopping and eating), was for a ceremony to mark the 13th year of my uncle's death and the 7th (although it was a year early) year of my cousin's death. so the family gathered at my aunt's house in shimogamo for the whole she-bang:
my cousin's widow and his 18 year old daughter. yes, she looks and acts like she's still 12. if you think they lack a somber tone for the occasion, you're not alone but trust me when i say, this is pretty typical of this family.
my dad's brothers acting like they are listening to each other:
the monk arrives and prepares for the ceremony:
long long long prayers are mumbled. i take pictures because i can't read the kanji and i have no idea what they are saying and because i don't really get down with stuff like this. also, my aunty wanted pix:
refreshments afterwards:
and on to the grave site which has more praying and incense but yay! with the added annoyance and blood sucking mosquitos of which there are PLENTY in kyoto:
and a swank chinese lunch at a hotel. time to booze up!
i know my dad's cousin is laughing in the picture and it looks like a good time but man, was this one of the most trying lunches of my life. the reason my aunty wanted my dad to come and subsequently, me, as he was unwilling (japan in the summer is something you NEVER want to experience if you can help it at all) is because my relatives basically SUCK at having fun. yes, i know, it's a funerary ritual but it's been a long time and it should be about fun rememberances about those who have passed. after trying hard to get a conversation gong from my vantage, i got up and occupied the seats of those who escaped to the bathrooms to make conversation with different people. this was one tough gig.
at least the food was really good:
the siblings minus my dad:
ah, the stress of family gatherings . . . . this is why i can really only visit once a year.