Japanese restaurant in the mountains

On our way to a hot spring in the mountains by Tokyo we stopped at this authentic restaurant for soba noodles. While watching a whole valley getting filled up by thick fog, we slurped the best we could to handle the chopsticks with our clumpsy Norwegian hands, around slippery noodles from that bowl and into our mouths so that no Japanese around would see how bad we were. It was amazing, and reminds me of how right my dad is when he tells me about how much you can experience while traveling if driving a car, and going for your own adventures.