The sake taste, offered by monks from an unknown temple.
Pleasure of chance, the sake taste, warm, mild, so different from the wine of France.
Barrels, ropes and wood, calligraphed and printed, piled up by ten.
How to describe its particular taste ?
For others and ourselves describe the exact and delicate sensations, the sound of the watercourse on the mountain of Koyasan.

Rapture on the sacred mountain, near the torrent.
Rapture of minshukus or of a welcoming japanese house for a night.
And while leaving, a somptuous present, the orange sun, grapefruit with exhilarating perfume.
Odorant fruit of Japan, the sake taste, the one of travel.