We packed our bags, checked the train times, and came up with a tentative agenda. We got a good night's sleep considering we had to be up around 6:00am on a Saturday. I know we should be used to it by now, but it kills me every time. I still don't like the mornings!
We barely made our 7 something train, but we were on our way and rather excited. The trip started our comical. It was early in the morning so there are typically drunk people that are catching the first trains home. This train ride was no different. There was a group of salary men (business men back home) who appeared to be rather intoxicated. One man kept making slurring attempts to strike up English conversation and was waving at us from across the train. We couldn't help but laugh. It was even funnier when he got up, walked over and handed Amanda and I each a can of peach chu-hi, which is Japanese alcohol - kind of like a flavored Smirnoff Ice in a can. He let us know it was "Okayama peach" and "very good". Amanda and I thanked him for his generosity and wondered how many chu-his he had drunk the night before. The trip was off to a good start.
In the middle of the park is the Peace Pond. We threw in some yen and made a wish. For world peace, of course. I threw some extra yen for Matt. He's kind of a pessimist. :)
Just beyond the Peace Pond is the Peace Flame. The Flame is another monument to the victims of the bomb that destroyed Hiroshima, but it has an additional symbolic purpose. The flame has burned continuously since it was lit in 1964, and will remain lit until all nuclear bombs on the planet are destroyed and the planet is free from the threat of nuclear annihilation (Thank you Wikipedia).
Near the center of the park is a concrete, saddle-shaped monument that covers a Cenotaph holding the names of all of the people killed by the bomb. The Cenotaph carries the epitaph, "Repose ye in Peace, for the error shall not be repeated." Through the monument you can see the Peace Flame. Memorial Cenotaph was one of the first memorial monuments built on open field on August 6, 1952. The arch shape represents a shelter for the souls of the victims.
I'm writing this blog in parts. It's difficult to upload a lot of pictures at once and it just makes my life a little easier.Part Ni to come ...
much love
-tara-
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