Rainy Season in Japan: Why I love it! Wet season in Japan lasts from June to the middle of July every year. Just for your information, the two worst seasons in Japan are the rainy season and early spring. It’s because in the spring the mainland is infamous for pollen allergens that spread through the air, and which affects the whole mainland except for Okinawa Prefecture, this is because there are no cedar trees on the Okinawan Islands.
If you want to avoid the rainy seasons then head to Hokkaido as they are not affected by high and low pressure weather patterns like what’s found on “Honshu” the mainland.
The rainy season in Japan is called “ tsuyu “ or “ baiyu.” This deluge of rain is very important for plums and rice cultivation in Japan, and is the reason why Japanese produce is so fresh and delicious. Often times people have nothing to do except sleep; yes, sleep is an activity too. Just open the window and allow the fresh rainy air to come in and soothe your senses. Acid rain is only problematic in areas where there is high traffic and factories. Most people live in the suburbs and so therefore nothing to worry about, so enjoy your rainy day nap with the windows wide open; the rain is soft, not torrential.
What I love doing on a rainy day during rainy season is getting together with my “Jukujo” and heading out to Kamakura; an old historical showpiece city located in Kanagawa prefecture. The city is famed for having the famous “Daibutsu,” the largest Buddhist statue in Japan and plethora of many charming little temples and shrines. It is the hydrangea capital of Japan. We head off to an old tea shop somewhere tucked away in a tiny little garden. There’s a “shishi - odoshi” a bamboo seasaw that fills with water while making a clucking sound. Some exotic birds singing on a tree branch somewhere ensconced within a bunch of tree leaves.
The green tea hot to the touch and is tepid on the tongue and aromatic. It blends perfectly with the “mizu-yokan” as it refreshes the mouth. A pleasant breeze comes in and mixes with the aroma of the tea and sweets. Faint aroma of sweet perfume from “her” hair adds a seductive and earthy tone to the whole mood which only heightens my appreciation for her. Afterwards we take a stroll around the a grove and admire the shrubs and little flowers wet with rain. I can see a little dew drop from a peddle ready to fall. A peck on her lip.
I love the smell of a Japanese temple. The smell of Japanese incense is sacred to me. The low murmur of a temple monk is also beautiful and dreamy and evokes a sense of the past, present, and the future all in one verse. We honor the gods with our tithe and pray for blessings. We head to a love hotel, and since it’s a weekday there are plenty of rooms at cheap prices. We get a room and take a long bath together. We soak our fatigue away. We sleep together and make passionate sweet love together. Sleep more. Then make good love again. Three times is perfect. As we get dressed we have worked up an appetite. We head out for dinner somewhere and enjoy some good drinks.
We love the rainy wet season.