The parental visitation, part four: Hiroshima & Miyajima – what the history books didn’t teach

The A-bomb Dome in Hiroshima’s Peace Memorial Park

Of all the places we visited with my parents-in-law, Hiroshima was probably my favourite experience. Not in a happy theme park sort of way, but more in an important cultural, social, political and historical awareness sort of way. This was complemented by the beauty of Hiroshima City and its neighbouring Miyajima, the awesomeness of some of the people we met, and the deliciousness of the food we ate.


Visiting Hiroshima was nothing short of surreal. I’ve been to war museums in the past, I’ve seen the photos and the videos and the displays, but they are nothing in comparison to walking around preserved ruins, seeing the shadows on gravestones that still remain from the blast, and standing on the bridge that was the pilots’ target X.

Our first stop in Hiroshima was Peace Memorial Park. Before the atomic bombing at the close of World War II, this area was the bustling commercial and social center of Hiroshima City, and it was all but flattened in the blast, along with almost everything else in a two kilometer radius. Now, the area has been preserved as a park in commemoration of the dropping of the atomic bomb.

The A-bomb Dome.

The A-Bomb Dome was our first glimpse of Peace Memorial Park. This dome, which was an industrial government center before the bombing, was one of the few buildings to survive in the area, likely because of its location, almost directly underneath the explosion. Now the dome remains preserved as a reminder, and is designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

View through a window.

Whilst we were looking at the dome, a Japanese lady with really good English offered to tour us around a bit. She was a volunteer tour guide, working under a man who was a in-utero survivor of the bombing, meaning he was in his mother’s womb when she was exposed to the radiation from the bomb.  Many such children didn’t make it, or had severe physical and mental impairments to contend with upon their birth. He had come out mostly intact, but not without some challenges.

Our guide took us to the hypocenter, the point calculated to be directly underneath the center of the bomb’s explosion. Researchers were able to determine the exact point by examining how the shadows from the blast all pointed outward from there. She also showed us many pictures and diagrams, and described various aspects of the bombing and subsequent American occupation. One thing that stuck out to me were the testimonies of survivors affected by the radiation. According to our guide’s information, many radiation survivors had been monitored by the Americans for years in the aftermath of the bombing, basically until the American occupation ended. They were observed for the long-term effects of radiation, but were offered no treatment, because this would interfere with the observation. They were also not allowed to talk publicly about the observation process they were undergoing, and so it was not until the American occupation ended in the 1950s that their stories began to surface. Stories like this illustrated, in a sense, the other side of history.

Plaque marking the hypocenter, the point directly underneath the center of the bomb’s explosion.

At the end of our tour, the guide gave me a paper crane she had made herself. She had been great, and what struck me about her is that, as she recalled the sometimes gruesome details of the bombing and the aftermath, she spoke with grace and not a hint of resentment. She simply wanted people to hear the story of Hiroshima and its people, as did the tour group leader I mentioned. Their efforts were a small part of the larger effort of Hiroshima City to bring awareness to nuclear weapons proliferation issues, as I’ll mention again below.

After our tour, we explored more of the park, and the museum, on our own. Here are some more pictures of Peace Memorial Park:

This mound grows over a mass tomb of Hiroshima A-bomb victims.

The “Flame of Eternal Peace” in Peace Park.

This arch was built as a memorial to the many victims. You can stand in front of the arch to pay your respects. You can also look through the arch to see the A-Bomb Dome in the distance, through the light of the Flame of Eternal Peace.

Children’s memorial: inside these cases are thousands of paper cranes made by children from around Japan and the world, to honour the children that died in the bombing.

Here is a closeup on some of the paper cranes.

A model of the center of Hiroshima immediately before the bomb…

…and immediately after.

Wall of protest letters.

In the Peace Memorial Museum now, the above photo shows a wall of letters sent by the City of Hiroshima to country leaders around the world, to protest the continued development of nuclear weapons, and nuclear testing. Since WWII, the City of Hiroshima has been a very active voice against nuclear proliferation, and for very good reason. You can read the letters for yourself on the City of Hiroshima’s website,  if you’re interested. The most recent one is written to none other than Mr. Obama himself.

Leaving Peace Memorial Park, we visited the nearby Hiroshima Castle. The castle was destroyed in the bombing, and has since been reconstructed, but we were able to see the foundations of parts of the old castle grounds as well. There were also a few “survivor trees” on the castle grounds – trees that were relocated there from the area surrounding the A-Bomb Dome, that miraculously survived the blast.

Hiroshima Castle

Entrance to the castle grounds.

A survivor tree, relocated to the Hiroshima Castle grounds.

After the sun set, we returned to Peace Memorial Park to see what it looked like at night. When we arrived, we saw the dome was illuminated with eerie green lighting, which made it seem that much more surreal.

The dome at night, seen from the nearby bridge.

I took this photo while standing on the “T” bridge, which was what the American pilots used as their target for dropping the bomb, as it was central, and an easily seen landmark from the sky. Standing on the X that marked the spot was a pretty strange feeling.

The children’s memorial at night.

The glowing dome, as seen through the arch at night.

After our second trip to Peace Memorial Park, we decided to seek what culinary awesomeness Hiroshima had to offer. On the previous night, after we stumbled off the stale-beer-stinky-salaryman smelling train, we found an awesome hole-in-the-wall Korean restaurant. The Korean couple that owned it were themselves one of the highlights of our time in Hiroshima. We talked about all kinds of things, in a mix of Korean-English-Japanese, from experiences as expats living in Japan, to favourite places to travel, to… where babies come from: upon learning my husband’s parents had only one child, they exclaimed “only one sex!” They then gestured at themselves, and said, “two sex!” (It had previously been established in conversation that they had two children). They then turned to my husband and I, and said disapprovingly, “no sex.” Interesting logic, there.

Anyways, for our second meal on the town, we went in search of Hiroshima’s specialty: Okonomiyaki! Literally, “what you like fried,” okonomiyaki is usually made with a savoury egg-doughy batter, and whatever you want inside, meat or seafood or vegetables or all of the above. Hiroshima okonomiyaki is especially awesome because they put noodles in it, and even cheese if you like! Which I do. It was delicious! Check it out:

Okonomiyaki in the making!

Okonomiyaki with udon noodles and cheese!

Okonomiyaki with ramen noodles!


The next day, we hopped on a ferry and headed for Miyajima, which literally translates as “Shrine Island.” The island is most famous for its giant torii (gate), which at high tide appears to be floating in the water! It also has a ropeway that brings you up near the top of Mt. Misen, which on a clear day would provide a nice view of Hiroshima and the bay. Unfortunately, when we were there, it was neither high tide nor clear, but it was enjoyable nonetheless!

The famous Torii gate as seen from a distance. The tide was out, which was kind of sad, but at least we got to walk right up to it!

Another view of the gate.

The deer at Miyajima were slightly less friendly than in Nara, and acted with a sense of entitlement akin to goats. They wanted to eat everything and go everywhere. We even saw one get kicked out of a restaurant!

A sign encouraging hikers en route to the ropeway base station: “8 minute walk, 6 if you run a little.”

Going up the ropeway to Mt. Misen.

At the top of the ropeway, this sign informed hikers about to enter the trail to the summit about monkey etiquette.

Astroviper and I holding up a boulder to let others pass – really!

The “Lovers sanctuary” we passed on the way to the summit.

Plaque in front of the Lover’s Sanctuary. Hooray for “magical encounters”!

The view from the summit – that’s Hiroshima in the distance, but unfortunately it was rather hazy at the top.

We made it! Mt. Misen summit. Okay, we took the ropeway most of the way there, but we still had to hike for 20 minutes or so! Victory!

After we made our way down Mt. Misen, we headed for the ferry and then the train to begin our long trek home. My in-laws had managed to survive the days between Nara and Hiroshima by themselves, and were off on another adventure for a couple more days. They would return with time for one last adventure with us on their last weekend in Japan before returning to Canada.

Stay tuned for the last installment of “The Parental Visitation,” coming soon to an internet near you!


8 thoughts on “The parental visitation, part four: Hiroshima & Miyajima – what the history books didn’t teach

  1. I also enjoyed my trip to Hiroshima (Jan 2005), I stumbled upon the castle early and my fascination kept me from making most of the museums. I love old castles and was pleased that they rebuilt this one completely faithfully. Also, there was a calligraphy exhibit inside which distracted me for a couple hours.

    I’m glad y’all had a good experience. I put you in my blogroll, so I can find you again easily.

    • Hey, thanks for stopping by our blog! Yeah there was some pretty cool stuff inside that castle. And boogaloo: cool! Oops autotype that was supposed to say “blogroll” but it was too good to change back… I’ve been meaning to add a blogroll so when I do you’ll be on it! Cheers!

  2. Good experiences…I enjoy the way you tell of your adventures…lots of love from your dad in Peachland

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