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Thursday, March 24th: Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

We started the day in Hakata, it was cold and rainy yet again. We went to the Hakata Folk Museum. We got out early, mistaing the opening time of the musuem we ended up in the vacinity about 40 minutes before they opened. When we left the hotel the sky was bright, not clear. I assumed it would remain so, but within 15 minutes it was cold and rainy. On the way to the musuem we stopped for shelter under an awning, that turned out to be a parking space. Right as we stopped a man pulled in with his car, asked us if we needed help and pointed us to the shrine right next to the museum. We walked the remainde of the block to the musuem, and stopped to read the sign. That same man ran down the street and gave us an umbrella. It was such a nice thing to do. We stood around the Shinto shrine and took several photos. We talked for a few to a German sightseer and then parted ways. We went to the mueum once it opened. There were crafts from the area on display including clay dolls, wooden wares, ceramics and textiles (silk and cotton). We shopped a little and then returned to the hotel to pack and move on to Hiroshima.

At the station we were lucky enough to get tickets for the Nozomi 500, the Shinkansen that runs 300km/hr that left 5 minutes after we got there. Rush up the stairs to the train, and into our seats. And we're off!

Hiroshima:
We arrived an hour later after at least 2 bursts of 300km/hr runs on the train - amazingly fast. Off to the Peace Park. The sight is very shocking. There is nothing really outragious, no gore or actual violence to be seen, but the remains of the art center that was at ground zero is a moving testament to the loss this city and the world have suffered. I really had no idea how much was levelled. Once we left the park it was even colder. On the way back to the hotel is began to SNOW!!!!!!!!

So here I sit in my warm hotel room debating going anywhere at all or staying here where it's warm and dry.

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