While walking around Kyoto we stopped into a small restaurant (near Nijo Castle) for a bite to eat.
After some delicious curry spaghetti – who knew curry was so popular in Japan? – the cook walks over to our table, says a few things to the boys in Japanese (my oldest son speaks japanese pretty well) and takes them out the door without saying a word to me. Where could they be going?
With me trailing behind – they walk about a half block down to a small Japanese temple and she pulls out a bag of bread …
… and tells them to feed the fish. They happily start throwing strips of bread to the fish in the pond.