My parents recently
visited Japan for the first time, and I was able to join them for all but one
part (Tokyo) of their whirlwind journey. We visited Kyoto, Nara, Hiroshima,
Kumamoto, Fukuoka, Nagasaki and Miyazaki prefectures, all in the space of 9 days. Pretty impressive if you ask me.
The only place I hadn’t
been to before was Hiroshima, and what a beautiful place. My parents had timed
their visit to coincide with the cherry blossom, and once we arrived in
Hiroshima, the sakura were in full bloom. Hiroshima itself was
somewhere I’ll definitely be returning to soon. It had such a relaxed vibe, and
that, along with hundreds of people enjoying hanami (cherry blossom viewing)
along the riverbanks, made it utterly beautiful despite the greyness.
Visiting the Atomic Bomb
Museum was a solemn one, as you’d expect, however I’d recommend anyone to go to
the museum in Nagasaki instead. While Hiroshima is still the more well-known of
the two atomic bomb targets, that is seemingly its downfall, as I felt like I
was being hurried through the museum without any time to reflect.
The day we took a trip to Miyajima was the only day we weren’t soaked. It’s somewhere I’ve wanted to go
for a while to see the Great Torii gate of Itsukushima Shrine, and it didn’t
disappoint. We also took the cable car to the top of the moutain, and the view was just stunning. Momiji manjyu is now one of my favourite local delicacies, and the
fried version, age momiji, is something else.
I also had the most
hilarious food experience after going to a recommended
‘hole in the wall’ Hiroshima-style okonomiyaki restaurant. After explaining to
the elderly woman working (doing everything alone might I add), that my mum
wasn’t a particularly adventurous foodie, she proceeded to practically shove
things in my mum’s mouth to prove it was okay and cook away at 100
mph.
Never did I see the day
I’d be taking my parents to purikura, but we took some hilarious photos there.
The one I chose in Hiroshima apparently gave my dad a sensory overload, much
like the pachinko parlour I told my mum to just pop her head into.
My parents have vouched
to return to Japan again, and I can only hope they decide to take things easier.
Here’s me, over a week later, still catching up on sleep after Japanese-ing to
within an inch of my life.
All in all though, I’m happy they actually got to
see what my life over here is like, especially after meeting Sheridan and Clare, and spending a few evenings in cute little Kumamoto.
They got to meet Kohei too! Even if I
did have to spend a day nursing him to recovery, I’ll give him credit where credit’s
due… he attempted to keep up with my dad’s bourbon drinking, not a feat many
would take on.
So here's to next time, when their new found love for Kumamon and fancy Japanese toilets will have hopefully blossomed even more. またね！
