I consider myself to be a very lucky girl to be able to enjoy sakura two years in a row. We spent a considerable amount of time browsing the #sakura tag in Instagram, hoping someone in Osaka would have posted photos of fully blossomed sakura and geotagged the location. We just had go for hanami (a Japanese word that means ‘viewing sakura’) at least once before we fly home.
Photos geotagged at the Tsurumi Ryokuchi park were more than enough for us to buy our konbini lunch (on the verge of tears as I’m typing this. Konbini food is amazing) for a picnic under the sakura trees. The park also has its own train station, which was very convenient.
After overestimating our appetite and eating way too much (I may have finished an entire bowl of oden myself), we walked it off by strolling around the park, greeting the local and their dogs, and just gawking at the beautiful sakura.
With a heavy heart, we made our way back to our hostel. The sakura were a befitting visual delight before we bid Japan goodbye.