Now from atop the bridge, the vegetable stand is in the bottom-left corner. Nanasawa is prime for hot springs because of the surrounding mountains that suddenly end all hope of sprawl.

Another view of the same peaks.

Carved into the handrails are the picture-equivalent "sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G" schoolyard rhyme (yes, it's a tree and not a love parasol). Not mocking, though. Each side has a name and of course this pact with the gods guarantees you will forever be in love with one another. Or at least until next grade at the elementary school, which is practically forever.