Up bright and early today, my first vacation since starting my first job – i.e. the first one I’ve completely paid for. It’s a solo outing, there’s something very peaceful and rewarding about travelling on your own. I am very excited to be travelling by Shinkansen (the bullet train) this morning. I arrive at Shin-Osaka Eki (station) at 7:30, a full hour before my train. After scoping out the station, I settle on a quick breakfast and coffee at MacDonald’s (thank god for globalization!) I make my way to the platform about 25 minutes before the train is due. The train arrives at 8:30 and departs at exactly 8:32. I love how the train track man (no idea what they’re called) stands on the platform with his white gloves, waving each train in and out.
Settled in my window seat, I sit back for a blissful hour and a half of Japanese countryside accompanied by Fiona Apple and Leonard Cohen, what a great way to start a trip! A little less then an hour and a half later, we pull into Hiroshima Eki at 9:52. The precision of the Japanese train system kicks the shit out of anything I’ve ridden anywhere else. The trains are never late, arrive to the minute when they are supposed to, and are so fast. It would have taken me a day to drive to Hiroshima from Osaka, or an hour to fly,
Shinkansen is the easiest way to travel. It is much easier then flying because you just show up. How much easier would travelling be in Europe if there were Shinkansens? You wouldn’t need all those cheap-polluting flights. Anyway, if you’re listening – bullet trains as efficient as in Japan for the rest of the world would be fantastic!
A short cab ride later and I arrive at the Ana Hotel (5 star, if you gotta travel by yourself it’s nice to do it in style). I have a lovely room on the ladies floor. In Japan there are ladies floors at many hotels. You use your key card to access the floor from the elevator, no penises allowed through! The idea is that men are loud, gross perverts. My room is at the end of the hall over-looking thePeace Park (yay!). I can’t see the A-Bomb Dome from my room because there’s a damn building in the way. Grrrr.
Head out to the Peace Park, stop by The Gates of Peace. The Gates of Peace stand at the entrance to the Peace Park. They are 10 glass arches with the word ‘peace’ inscribed in 49 languages all over them. Then I head into theHiroshima Peace Memorial Museum. I was surprised at how not anti-American the museum was. There is a real focus on peace, highlighting the Japanese atrocities of WW II in great detail. Whilst it doesn’t say that the Japanese should have been bombed, it does strongly point out how the Japanese army attacked the US first and killed hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians during the war throughout South East Asia.
I was prepared to see all the pictures of the total destruction of the city, the mushroom cloud, etc…. I wasn’t prepared to see the pictures of the people and the effects of radiation on humans. The images of people trying to walk around after the bomb dropped with their skin hanging off of their bodies like sheets, their eyes bloody, and skin burned was just so intense. There were the artefacts preserved from that day, the pottery fused together with brick, sand, and rocks in an instant and the sand turned to glass by the sheer heat of the bomb was very unreal to see. It was like before I saw all the artefacts it wasn’t very real, it was like a movie, but seeing them really brought things to reality.
Then I went to the Cenotaph for A-Bomb Victims, which kind of reminds me of the Washington monument because it has a really long pool behind it and a giant flame of peace. Next up was the Children’s Peace Monument, dedicated to a little girl that 10 years after the bomb was dropped developed Leukaemia and made 100’s of paper cranes to show how much she wanted to live. She died before reaching her goal of 1,000 but her class mates finished them for her. Now schools from all over send paper cranes and there are thousands displayed in an ever-growing number of glass cases around the monument.
I wandered over to the A-Bomb Dome across the river. The bomb exploded just above the building and the remains are preserved exactly as they were on that day. All I can say is that it is truly disturbing to see the force of an atomic bomb on a huge building.
After a long and somber morning, I decided to head to Okonomi-mura for lunch. Hiroshima has a special type of Okonomiyaki from Osaka (see Christmas post for details). Basically, theHiroshima kind has noodles in it and less egg. Okonomi-Mura is a building where over 3 floors there are 30 places to have okonomiyaki. You can wander around and choose which one looks best, each place does it slightly differently. The one I went to put the noodles directly inside the Okonomiyaki. It was definitely the best one I have ever had, better than Osakan Okonomiyaki. After lunch it was time for Hiroshima Castle. The original was destroyed in the blast, but it has been rebuilt. It is a really beautiful castle and a few nice shrines on the grounds. Throughout the area there are trees that survived the bombing, most of these have little signs on them saying so. Last tourist stop for the day was Shukkein, which is a lovely Japanese garden. There were a few cherry blossoms out (warm spring, global warming…. Fill in appropriate environmental rant here). Again, the garden was destroyed in the bombing but was rebuilt after. The garden itself is around 1500 yeas old and composed of ‘shrunken views’, which is the idea that you can take a small greenspace and miniaturize everything to make it seem much larger by giving the viewer lots of different scenery. Truly beautiful.
I went back to my hotel and collapsed. Took a long nap, then headed out to try Nobu Sushi (not related to any of the posh Nobu places, the guy’s name is Nobu). It was hands down the best sushi I’ve ever had. I dropped $40 on a lot of sushi, but so good! Nobu lived in California for 20 years and spoke perfect English. The sushi he made was a combination of California style rolls with traditional nigri sushi. Words can’t even describe how fresh and amazing it all tasted. After eating and chatting with Nobu I headed back to the hotel. The end of day 1 of my Hiroshima adventure.