Sadly it is now time to farewell this lovely city.
It’s very early morning and I barely had time to pack before having to head down. The man at the counter is kind enough to offer me a bag so I can carry the breakfast bento with me.
Kurashiki, a short distance from Okayama, is famed for a well preserved area with 17th centuries buildings. I hop off, cram my extra bags into a locker and heads off for a trip through history, all before the city had even woken up.