A very hot day for the walk back down to the station with all our things. We left the big pack in a locker and walked across to the river, where we got a good view of the hills behind the town.
Then we trudged back up the main drag in search of souvenirs and lunch. It was a good schlep almost back to the 'divine bridge' to track down a Korean restaurant in the guide book, but we were really glad that we did. Apart from a little old lady who soon left, we were the only customers in the small eatery. The old couple who ran the place made us very welcome and were taken with Emily, to the extent that the woman took her off my hands so I could eat (she soon had to give her back as she started crying, unusually).
We ate a fantastic spicy 'bibimbap' dish of rice, vegetables and egg cooked in a sizzlingly-hot cast iron pot, washed sown with lashings of chilled oolong tea.
Our train was delayed soon after leaving Nikko - almost unheard of in Japan where trains run like clockwork. It seemed that a drunkard had wandered onto the track and had to be removed by police. Emily and I were pretty tired and nodded off part of the way home.
In fact, she was so worn out that when it came time for her late evening feed we just couldn't rouse her, and left her in bed. She slept for 11 hours and even then I woke her when Nick got up for work the following morning, as I couldn't believe she could sleep that long unless something was wrong.
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