In the early morning I start my fourteen hour train ride back to the heart of Japan. I have to change trains several times, but all trains I have taken so far were on time. Punctual to the minute. After one hour the train slows down to walking speed. After another half hour I start to worry. (more…)
Hiroshima
Ground Zero
I arrive at Hiroshima. There is an elephant in the room. I walk on ground that has been scorched by a nuclear attack. After Tokyo, Hiroshima feels like a vacation camp. Green. Space. The name of the local baseball team says a lot.
The Third Planet 