Today was a casual start to the day. After a shower, we went to a cafe outside the train station for some breakfast. Then we filled my camelback with water and ice, and were met at 10.20 to start our *guided* tour for the day. This was in English, and our trip had 30 people on it – about 23 Poms, a few Aussies and a couple from Switzerland. Kaoru was the only Japanese person on it (other than the guide, and bus driver).
Our first destination was Miyajima – ranked as one of the three best views in Japan. After a scenic 20 minute bus ride, we arrived at the port, where we caught the 15 minute ferry ride over. Unfortunately the Torri Gate, floating in the high tide, got damaged in the storms early April. So it was surrounded with scaffolding preventing us from seeing it. Once off the boat, we were walked around the shopping strip of the island, and had the “recommended places to eat at” pointed out. Having already had Okonomiyaki, I didn’t pay much attention. Kaoru and I thought we’d find somewhere nice later anyway.
Our tour continued through the Shrine. The tide was out, and as mentioned, the Torri gate was covered in scaffolding, but other than that, it was a great tour. At its conclusion, we were given a couple of hours of “free time” to explore the island. Naturally, I did something a little different. Kaoru and I walked up a “back street”, and ended up finding another small shrine, a bit of a hike up the mountain. From here we had some amazing views back out at the island, and the bay. Once we came
back down, we went through the main Shrine again, so we could stop and pray. This is a very spiritual place for the Japanese, so I couldn’t deprive Kaoru the opportunity to pray here. As we walked through, we came across a wedding party – a Japanese lady and a French man. We walked past them, prayed at the Shrine, and started walking back to the meeting place, looking for some lunch on the way. We found what would have to be the smallest carpark I’ve ever seen!
We found lunch at a nice little stall – I had a fish stick with bacon and cheese (and a beer), and Kaoru had one with Shrimp. We were still hungry, so split a 3rd with Oyster – the other famous food in the area. We then continued our walk back to the ferry. Along the way, we stopped in a Soy Sauce shop. I had never seen so many different flavour soy sauces! I thought it was just a single flavour, but these all had a slightly different flavour to them. I tried an orangey one – it was quite nice!
We left the shop and looked at the time – we were now running a couple of minutes late, so hurried through the rest of the markets and re-joined the group to catch the ferry back to the main land. Our bus was waiting for us there, and took us back to Hiroshima, so we could see the Peace Park / Memorials / etc.
We started at the A-Bomb Dome. This is the ruins of the only building still standing from the a-bomb. It is between the target (a bridge) and the point the bomb detonated at, and gives you an appreciation of the destructive power of the bomb. From there, we walked around the Peace Park – to the monuments that have been erected, the Peace Flame (which will not go out until there are no more nuclear weapons), and other key sites. Then we went in to the museum, which showed us some before and after shots, and a Diaorama depecting the impact of the explosion. There was a wall that had a copy of all the protest letters written by the mayor of Hiroshima prior to all nuclear arms tests that have been made. There was a copy of the order given that the bomb would be dropped. Memories of my trip to Pearl Harbour started to come back.
After 90 minutes of our own time in the museum, we were returned to our hotel after a very emotional and enjoyable day. We had a juice, and went up to our room to decide what to do for the evening. We caught a street car to the underground shopping centre, and after a wander around there, bought noodels for dinner. We then went to “Southern Cross” – an Australian / Kiwi bar, which was very enjoyable. The publician was a Kiwi who didn’t speak much Japanese (so he claimed – but I’m sure he spoke more than he let on, given he had been in the Country for 9+ years), and most of the customers were ex-pats. There were only a couple of Japanese girls in there (and Kaoru, of course). So we had a couple of drinks and a chat with the publician, and then caught the street car (tram) back home.