Magome to Tsumago
Arrived by 3 trains and a bus from Nakatsugawa, birthplace of a it’s own style of Kabuki-ji.
Wheeled our bags uk the steep cobbled path to Tajimaya Minshuku (guesthouse) and welcomed by a lovely couple who showed us to out corner room with a great view down the path for morning qigong.
This lovely old lady (inside the hut) baked these delicious buns - I had custard with a little surprise chestnut in the middle. Demo oishi! 
We walked around the town and down the Nakasendo Way before the most delicious home cooked meal. Simone went back to don her Yukuta and Haori (jacket) as were most of the guests.
The lovely owner came out and sang a song from 600 yrs ago. His dad was a teacher. Luckily dancing wasn’t compulsory!
The minshuku had shared toilets with plentiful toilet slippers and a private bath.
Our bath was booked for 8-8.30pm and then the best dream filled sleep from 9.30pm-7am.
The breakfast was a mix of Japanese (mackerel, miso, rice) and sadly western concession (ham, eggs & sausage & ketchup!) - a change from my first visit 7yrs ago.
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