To Hiroshima
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Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Mon 6 Nov 2017 23:27
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To Hiroshima
 Today we covered
421 kilometres or 261 miles on the Kamome 16 express train, a bullet
train and a bus.
  We leave our room at half past nine
and walk downhill to the station. Looking down and
up the track.
  As we stand on the platform we see
the cleanest cement lorry ever, as another one comes
on site a chap washes the entrance. Clean really
means clean here in Japan, the firemen wear a shirt and tie, bus drivers wear a
suit and white gloves and train ticket masters bow on entering and leaving a
carriage.
  Our Kamone
train arrived on the dot and we began an hour long journey, by the sea
for half and countryside for the other half.
     Scenery as
we have become accustomed too save the Stupa on the hill and a row of
tents.
 This lovely little fellow squawked at
his sister to use her phone to play a game but soon gave up and went soundo.
  We changed at Shin-Tosu and went up
the stairs to wait for our Sakora
552 to arrive.
 Not my favourite bullet train in white livery but a fast and smooth
ride.
  I type a blog on this one and twenty
minute journey and as we close on Hiroshima we have typical town views. On asking Bear how long I
had...........oooo ten minutes........with
that the intercom piped up “we will be shortly stopping at Hiroshima”, see Pepe
rush to shut down, stow her laptop, pack up our picnic and scurry for the door.
I was only going on what my phone said (he
does like to follow our progress on his app). Yes dear, yes.
 Then it was his turn to hurry me, I
went off to get a stamp in my book and take this picture, he went to Tourist
Information to find out about buses. Quick, we have to
go downstairs to the bus station, get on number two, waggle our JR Passes and
get off at stop number seven. Lead on McDuff.
 Sitting on the bus moments later,
a Stupa on the hill.
  Buses resting in
the middle and off we go.
 Trolley
buses as in Nagasaki.
   A fleeting look at the famous dome as we pass by. We get out at the edge of
the Peace Park and see the fountain and one of the many statues.
  All we have to do is cross the main
road where I enjoy a raised bed and the shade of a ginkgo tree............
 ................cross the river and
there is our digs.
    I suppose it had to happen somewhere,
we were welcomed by a little ‘chap’.
   Beds settled
knowing Bear can’t fall out of bed, we do have a bit of space for Bear to
sit at the end of the bed in front of the window but being on the 11th floor it
only opens a sliver. (our room is slightly wider than one of the windows seen in
the hotel picture above). We do have a bit of a corridor from the window,
passing the bed and step up into the bathroom.
No hot seat, this is too much but room to park our cases
in the cupboard just beyond next to the door. Here we are not to be
trusted as they have given us a mark to which we can fill
the bath.
  Our view
left and right. Further to the right is the
Peace Park, our first place to bimble on the morrow.
ALL IN ALL A LOVELY JOURNEY
VERY SMOOTH
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