We were woken at first light as the park area we camped in happens host a big outdoor event today and they had started to get ready for it. It was actually 7.40 am when we hit the road.
Today would be following the general direction the Route 2 takes, even though it was quite a busy road we were always separate or on a very wide shoulder, and of course the big plus point a speed limit of 50 km/h.
It was Sunday today so there seemed to be a lot more larger and different cars around, lots of motorcycles (no sports just custom motorcycles) and customised small lorries. These lorries I loved they were really amazing, unfortunately no pictures as they whizzed past without warning so no time for the camera.
The road follows the coast very tightly, often road, path and railway without room for anything else. There were some lovely views along the way, a beach, many islands offshore even a chemical plant on the skyline.
As we got closer to Hiroshima, there was a school event with some really good drummers. Worth listening to for a while before moving on.
It was cycle paths all the way into the centre of town via bridges and dock areas. The bridges are nowhere as impressive as the Korean ones!
By 1.00 pm we had arrived at the hotel, shockingly they do not have anywhere for bicycles! The car parking area is only for cars and not possible for bicycles. There was and underground bicycle park 5 minutes away where we had to leave them. It was very noticeable here you cannot just leave your bicycle anywhere, if you do it will be impounded, you can only leave it in designated areas (yes there are that many bicycles here).
Where else do you go but the hypocentre, The Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park, you could see this from our hotel window. Here there is a number of memorials to the aftermath on 6th August 1945 at 8.15 the USA dropped the first nuclear bomb on Hiroshima, an estimated 140,000 men, women and children were killed as a result. More information HERE.
Walking past the memorials you feel something here, but it is not until you visit the Memorial Hall itself that it becomes real, they were all normal people getting on with their lives. There are 140,000 tiles making up the inside, one for each victim, it is a place that makes you ask why?
From here we went into town and had a brief look around before getting food and a beer to finish off the night.
Oh and don’t forget a new manhole cover.