But first, some general observations about traveling by train through Japan 😀 When you are in a train, any intermediate destination is always “a brief stop.” When conductors walk through the train, the rear door opens and the conductor bows to the car in front of him. He paces through, turns around at the end, and bows to the people he just passed. It sorta seems like overkill…. but OTOH it was also kind of nice. On planes, every public address begins with “Dear passengers,” which is kind of pleasant to hear as well.
In Japan, one can always find vending machines to serve whatever you could want. But once you have gotten your heart’s desire, you then have an empty can or container or whatever, and that’s when you discover that throwing anything away in Japan is nearly impossible. There were several times when Robert and I weighed the plusses and minuses: sure, we could get a delicious cool drink, but then we’d be stuck with the empty bottles for miles and miles before we could find a place to dispose of them!











OK, so it was time to sample a local speciality for lunch. Dunno what it’s called, but it’s basically a giant vertical pile of stuff which all cooks down into a thick pancake-like dish. We found a building which has (in typical Japanese over-kill style) SIX FLOORS of restaurants which specialize in this dish, with multiple restaurants on each floor!

Pop quiz: guess which floor we chose?







Hiroshima began as a fortress town, with a giant double-moated watchtower from the 16th century. It didn’t do so well in August 1945 but they built a pretty faithful replica which houses a number of interesting artifacts which, while strong enough to have endured centuries of calamity, are (according to the signs) much too delicate to survive having their pictures taken by a modern cellphone.







Lunch pregaming!!
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