Hello everybody and welcome to another travel post of mine. For anyone who's new here, welcome! My (cyber)name is nomnomnoodle, a full-time foodie and a part-time traveler from Thailand. For now, just these 2, but I figured when I´m confident enough to write a post about something other than these 2, I´ll then embrace more sides of me.
Last couple of days, I went to the cinema and watched Oppenheimer, aka the father of the atomic bomb, the destruction that put an end to World War II. And of course, Nolan always reaches our expectations. The biographical movie is neatly and cinematically done and needless to say, I was impressed and reminded of the unfortunate history of WWII. As a consequence, I want to write a post about the time I went to Hiroshima with my family back in 2018 and show you guys the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum that I visited.
Me writing this post with such empathetic feelings for all losses and pray that our world never has to face anything horrible like that again. So, it´s our duty to learn from our past and this museum is one of the places that struck me hard. It might be some disturbing objects from the museum that makes you feel uneasy, but nothing bloody or scary, I promise.
Here we go, in 2018 we took a train for a day trip in Hiroshima.
Coming out of the station, the first thing we saw are the origami paper birds, the symbol of peace.
We walked to the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum. We can see the ruined building "A-bomb dome". The bomb was detonated almost right above this dome.
"The ruin shall be preserved forever"
The actual roof tile that they picked up from the water.
Then there´s a memorial for the loss.
You can see a lot of art, painting.
Peace
It´s time to go inside the museum. "No more Hiroshimas."
The size of the bomb compared to a human.
The damage of the bomb on a single glass bottle, compared to a normal glass bottle.
The glass
The fused lump of small glass bottles. Shows how hot it was.
This is a school uniform that was donated by 2 families of the boys who were deceased, The cap and belt were donated by the Kurakichi family, and the school uniform by the mother of Fukuoka Hajime.
The dress. She managed to crawl out from the ruin but unfortunately died afterward.
I also heard in some survival video saying that wearing white clothes did help deflected some radiation too.
The rusted tricycle was buried for 40 years before it was brought to the museum.
The melted lamp.
"Help me"
"Water please"
"That was hell."
We left the museum very heartbroken and even now that I wrote about it, still very hard for me to not be emotional for the victims. Still, being able to learn and see how many people desire no more war. I'm hopeful and determined to be one of the forces to pass and move forward to the next generation as a lesson for humankind to never repeat this tragedy ever again.
Thank you so much for sharing this experience with me and I´ll see you in the next post.
Khob khun kaa,
Nomnomnoodle