Sara's Visit Days 1 & 2--Osaka and Hiroshima
On March 24th my dear friend Sara came to visit. I had seven days vacation away from work. It was the most time off I have ever had while physically remaining in Japan. My my my, was that ever nice. I will attempt to capture our experience as best as possible through some photos.
Sara and I have been kindred spirits since we met on the first day of high school. Her last name is Gibson, so all the students whose last names began with F-Ha assembled to meet our guidance counselor. But before the guidance counselor began her little talk, she did an Academic Giants presentation. Any student who was on honor roll from junior high had to come up in front of everyone and receive a writing pen. I was the first student whose name was called and Sara was the second student called. We sat down next to each other and she said, “We are labeled nerds on the first day of school before we ever start classes.” Ever since then, we have been good friend.
I headed to Kansai airport in the rain. Sara’s plane was a bit late, but I had a good chat with an American exchange student waiting on her parents to arrive on the same plane. After Sara arrived we headed to our hostel in Osaka for the night. Unfortunately, we took a wrong exit from the train station and got very lost looking for the hostel. After walking around in the rain for about an hour, I finally stopped for directions and we made it to the hostel.
The next day, we headed to Hiroshima to meet up with Jeff, Laura, and Yukari. The weather was forecasted to be rainy, but luckily things cleared up and the sky was beautiful.
After checking in the hostel, we went to Peace Park and the Atomic Bomb museum. FYI—Hiroshima now has a J-Hoppers hostel. It was conveniently located near Peace Park, and all the rooms were tatami floor so it felt quite Japanese. Facilities were newly renovated and clean. I highly suggest it as a nice, cheap place to sleep if you are in need of such a place.
In the museum, these are some of the tiny paper cranes Sadako folded before she died.
After the museum, we met up with Jeff, ate Subway, and went to Hiroshima Castle.
After a very awkward and abrupt leaving, Jeff went back to Mihara and Laura, Sara, and I went to an international foods shop and had Indian food for dinner.
Look at this giant piece of nan bread!
Sara and I have been kindred spirits since we met on the first day of high school. Her last name is Gibson, so all the students whose last names began with F-Ha assembled to meet our guidance counselor. But before the guidance counselor began her little talk, she did an Academic Giants presentation. Any student who was on honor roll from junior high had to come up in front of everyone and receive a writing pen. I was the first student whose name was called and Sara was the second student called. We sat down next to each other and she said, “We are labeled nerds on the first day of school before we ever start classes.” Ever since then, we have been good friend.
I headed to Kansai airport in the rain. Sara’s plane was a bit late, but I had a good chat with an American exchange student waiting on her parents to arrive on the same plane. After Sara arrived we headed to our hostel in Osaka for the night. Unfortunately, we took a wrong exit from the train station and got very lost looking for the hostel. After walking around in the rain for about an hour, I finally stopped for directions and we made it to the hostel.
The next day, we headed to Hiroshima to meet up with Jeff, Laura, and Yukari. The weather was forecasted to be rainy, but luckily things cleared up and the sky was beautiful.
After checking in the hostel, we went to Peace Park and the Atomic Bomb museum. FYI—Hiroshima now has a J-Hoppers hostel. It was conveniently located near Peace Park, and all the rooms were tatami floor so it felt quite Japanese. Facilities were newly renovated and clean. I highly suggest it as a nice, cheap place to sleep if you are in need of such a place.
In the museum, these are some of the tiny paper cranes Sadako folded before she died.After the museum, we met up with Jeff, ate Subway, and went to Hiroshima Castle.
After a very awkward and abrupt leaving, Jeff went back to Mihara and Laura, Sara, and I went to an international foods shop and had Indian food for dinner.
Look at this giant piece of nan bread!
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