Today I leave Japan. I think I hardly scratched the surface. As easy and fun as it was for me to live around here, as hard it seemed to understand what lies beneath. From my perspective in some ways it reminds me of a theme park.
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.