Getting ready to board the Thunderbird train to Shin-Osaka!
The misty Japanese Alps.
The bathroom on the train. Most women’s restrooms in Japan have a little baby seat up on the wall, which I think is quite cool. Nursing rooms are also easily found; overall I think Japan is kinder to new mothers than the US is.
So many sensors! Japanese bathrooms are so interesting.
The monument at the hypocenter in Hiroshima.
Looking up from the hypocenter. On August 6, 1945, the first atomic bomb used against human beings exploded there in the air, 600 meters up.
The Dome, somehow still standing despite being very near the hypocenter.
The leaves were starting to change in the Peace Park.
Viewing the Dome from the T-bridge that was the actual target.
The mounted photo was taken in 1915 and shows the pre-bombing government building.
Right around the time I took the above photo, we were having a discussion about the American belief that we dropped flyers on Hiroshima, among other Japanese cities, warning them of an impending attack. Our tour guide vehemently denied this. His mother lived about 20 miles outside of Hiroshima when the bomb was dropped and saw it with her own eyes. She went into Hiroshima sometimes herself and knew people in the city; no warning was ever given. Of note, none of the eye-witness accounts found in the museum mention a warning, either. Having been to Oak Ridge where the bombs were constructed, and now having come full circle to where the bombs were dropped, it’s interesting to me to see the discrepancies that happen according to which side of history you’re on.
Children singing at the Children’s Peace Monument:
All the various cranes:
More photos of the Children’s Peace Monument and the cranes (yes, that’s Obama – it was made shortly after his visit in May 2016):
The flame that will burn until nuclear disarmament happens, and the pool for the victims who screamed for water:
The photo below may not look like anything significant, but I took it for a reason. We had just left the museum and had been walking through park and buildings, watching rush hour begin in a normal modern-day city, then we came around the corner and suddenly the Dome was in view. It was jarring in a way I can’t describe.