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I have never experienced anything like what I felt the first time I went to Hiroshima center. You look around and see people going to and from work, children running through parks, traffic moving normally and know that everything was just like that seconds before it was obliterated. It's a visceral, nauseous feeling that brought me to tears.
It's easy to joke about nuclear destruction, but very difficult to comprehend the sheer horror it represents.
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The Peace Memorial museum is hard going. It was one long cry-fest for me, and afterwards I just felt cold and a bit sick.
It's nice/positive/uplifting that Hiroshima is now a young and vibrant city, full of students and outgoing young people, but then you realise the reason for that is because the majority of residents were wiped out and everything had to be rebuilt. They didn't just one day make a decision to renovate the city, they had to rebuild it.
I had intended on going out and sampling the nightlife in this new city, but I no longer had the appetite and went and curled up in a ball in the hotel.
Solid honeymoon activity.
All this talk of Nukes, here's a long sobering read of the aftermath of Hiroshima, shared by bbc yesterday:
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/1946/08/31/hiroshima/amp