Many only know this city for the horrific split second on August 6, 1945, when it became the site of the world's first atomic bomb attack.
There was only one attraction I wanted to see here in this city. You can't call it an attraction really but is the Peace memorial museum, a timely reminder for the events after the detonation of the A-bomb.
The typhoon-al weather outside didn't do any favors for the overwhelming sad feeling you got when you enter the museum as the first thing you see as you turn the corner is a life sized diorama of a family fleeing the completely obliterated city covered in burns and their skin falling off - it wasn't something I wanted to see.
Unsurprisingly it's not a happy place to be and awful to see the extent of damage we humans can do to one another.
Certainly worth visiting but not a place I would be returning to.
As I and the other guys I went to the museum with were completely drenched from the storm we returned to the hostel having agreed that we had seen enough for the day.
Hiroshima Peace Memorial, this is one of the few buildings that somewhat remained from the devastating events of the atom bomb explosion.
The red ball symbolizes the exact point of detonation
A young boys shredded school uniform
Melted items, including glass bottles (1400-1600 °C!!!) and ceramic roof tiles.
At this point I stopped taking photos. A truly morbid, surreal and upsetting place to enter. Shocking.
No comments:
Post a Comment