Aesthetic perfection. Anything I
might add is redundant; you have to see it to believe it. Kinkaku-ji,
the Golden Pavilion, subject of an arson attack by a psychotic monk
and the title of Mishima's novel about the fire; well worth reading before
you go. Where else do they cut the grass with
scissors and their trees with small secateurs? Who else rakes their
gravel gardens to destroy and recreate a work of art each day?