Before we get to the hard stuff – sunrise this morning was amazing.

and was pretty much enjoyed by those of us who can manage to get up in the morning. Since the ship wasn’t due to dock until 1000, the Deck 8 lounge was a bit emptier than usual.

We sailed under yet another bridge

on our way into the harbor.

Getting off a ship in Japan is now pretty routine. There is ALWAYS an immigration check which wants to see both your ship’s card and your passport. This time we also had a custom’s inspection (mostly looking for food products I think).

We joined a couple of other travelers and took the tram first to the Atomic Bomb Museum and then hiked over to the Peace Park (links are much more expressive than me on a soap box or trying to interpret – English here & here. Unlike most often, these are not Wiki links.

The Atomic Bomb Museum is pretty blunt about what happened. Including the fact that this city was a secondary target and was hit due to smoke density at the first choice. Unluckily, the cloud cover cleared enough for the bomb to be dropped/detonated. The maps, remnants and descriptions are difficult to view at best. Read about it yourself – and think about a bomb that killed 1/3 of the citizens of a city, injured another 1/3, and wiped out schools, hospitals, and religious landmarks.

It was emotionally easier for me to walk over and to the Peace Park. On the way – we walked past the obelisk placed at ground zero.

saw other memorials contributed by other countries –

what remained post blast of the local prison (all died)

and the peace statue

Since it was “only” about three miles back to the ship, we elected to walk using the tram tracks as our guide so as not to get lost.  I checked two Starbucks on the way but no luck on my favorite souvenir thermos.

We stopped for a short time at this amazing sailing vessel which was attracting hundreds of onlookers.

It is now 1615 on Nov 4 here and I am seriously thinking I need some lunch. The ship sails out at 1800.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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