One of the only buildings left standing after the bomb |
Memorial to the lost children |
A child's charred lunch box |
I left the museum quite
depressed, and am still a little depressed typing this. However, it
gave us some perspective on little things that we had been arguing
about the day before and really brought it home to us just what a
tragedy the dropping of the bomb over Hiroshima was. You can't
appreciate until you see it, just how many lives it affected in so
many ways; not just on the day it was dropped, but years later, with
people living the rest of their lives in constant fear of what
effects the radiation would have on them. I would say that if you
visit Japan, you should definitely try to get down to Hiroshima and
learn about this important part of modern history.
We didn't spend all of
our time in Hirsohima visiting monuments related to the A-Bomb.
Hiroshima is also famous for a shrine at Miraynma that stands in the
ocean. It is one of the most famous views in Japan. We took a ferry
over to go and see it, and once again there were hundreds of deer
scattered about. Unfortunately, we got there at low tide so most of
the shrine was not submerged in the sea but had tourists walking
underneath it, pushing money into the cracks. Nevertheless, it was
still a sight to behold and it was set amongst the stunning backdrop
of mountains and sea. I said to Jemma that I thought the landscape
was more impressive than similar landscapes that we had paid a lot of
money to see in New Zealand. We didn't pay any money in Japan to see
Miraynma.
At night, we went on a
hunt for a restaurant that had been recommended in the guide book
that Jemma desperately wanted to try. It served Hiroshima's
speciality dish, Okonamia, Okonamia are similar to pancakes, and at
the restaurant we went to, they make them infront of you on a hot
plate. They fill them with beansprouts, noodles and fish and then
crack an egg on top. For the final touch, they pour a generous
helping of special sauce.
Unfortunately for me, I liked everything but
the sauce and the green nori powder they sprinkle inside them, which
meant I just had to pick out the noodles and Jemma had to eat the
rest. It was still a great experience though to eat in such a
traditional eatery and have the food made in front of you (even if
the woman who made them did have a cold and kept wiping her nose with
her hand!).