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Before moving to Kyoto, I never imagined we would love bicycle so much
Early morning rides through quiet streets.
A small family of three, each heading toward our own little destination.
Some mornings are sunny and calm.
Some evenings are filled with soft river wind and golden light.
Over time, bicycles quietly became part of our daily life in Kyoto.
Not just transportation, but a rhythm we somehow grew to love. 🚲
She only had 500 yen with her, so I told her I’d save it for tomorrow
Today at our small flea market booth in Kyoto, a young girl stopped to look at this butterfly charm for quite a while.
She really loved it, but then quietly told me she only brought 500 yen with her and didn’t have PayPay or a bank card.
I was honestly a little surprised how common that still seems to be here in Japan, especially among younger people.
Before leaving, she asked if I could keep it for her until tomorrow.
So after she left, I carefully wrapped it up and put it aside for her.
Now I’m strangely looking forward to tomorrow and hoping she comes back for it.
Our family moved from Suzhou to Kyoto a little over a year ago
My family of three moved from Suzhou, China to Kyoto, Japan a little over a year ago.
At first everything felt unfamiliar — the language, daily routines, even grocery shopping somehow felt stressful.
But slowly, Kyoto started to feel like home.
These days I spend weekends selling handmade accessories at local flea markets, while my son has started adapting to school life here and often helps us at the booth.
Life became quieter compared to our old life in China, but in a strange way, it also feels more meaningful.
Sometimes I still miss Suzhou very much, especially the food and the energy of the city, but walking through Kyoto in the early morning makes me feel grateful that we made this move.
Just before closing our small booth near Yasaka Shrine, a lovely couple stopped
Spent the day selling handmade brocade accessories near Yasaka Shrine in Kyoto.
It was getting close to closing time, and the market had already started to quiet down. I honestly thought the day was over.
Then a young couple stopped by our little booth.
They started chatting with my son about Kyoto, school, and the different charms on the table. Somehow the conversation kept going for quite a while, and everyone was laughing together even though our Japanese and English were all mixed up.
Before leaving, they carefully picked out two small charms and a handmade hairpin.
Moments like this make these long market days feel really special.