Deanna and I had wanted to visit Kyoto for a very long time. We spent great amounts of time researching the trip, and promised ourselves that we would be very active tourists (fighting against the urge to settle into a comfortable inn or a cozy guesthouse and read, which we could do just as well at home). We knew in advance of our arrival of the great range of temples, parks, gardens, and mountains we hoped to visit. It is funny now that one of the most memorable places for us was one that does not appear in any guide books or on any internet must-see lists, an area we stumbled into by dint of incidental wandering. This graveyard near our guesthouse was solemn, serene, and beautiful.