Big Adventures, Little World

The trek to Fuji Rock Festival was an amazing experience, while at the same time being one of the most terrifying! After picking up supplies, we headed out into the mountains, where the roads wound in and out, left and right, up and down, and in some places were barely wide enough to fit 2 of the smallest cars side by side! This wasn’t too much of a problem as that is how many, or should I say most, of the roads are in Japan. With mountains straight up 100 metres or more in places, it was a sight to be seen.

It got worse though as we climbed the mountain an started to hit the fog and clouds. It wasn’t too bad to being with, nothing the high beams didn’t fix, but as we progressed, the high beams did nothing but reflect off the clubs and blind us, which wasn’t the best for us strangely. We soldiered on, and it got worse and worse, being able to reach out the windows and touch the clouds. It got to the point of only being able to see no more than a few metres in front of the car, and barely seeing the sides of the road, or corners coming up! After travelling for close to an hour, we covered 30 kilometres, but thankfully had gotten through to fog, and were powering on to Fuji Rock!

Our journey continued on, and quick stop for dinner was in order before again driving on. Eventually, some 4 hours later, (of what Belinda said would take 2) we’d arrived! The sheer size of the festival was evident, with alread thousands of people streaming in! I was so excited, it was going to an awesome 3 days, never to forget, I couldn’t wait!