2015. February.
On my way through Japan, Hiroshima is a must.
I’m really sorry that I didn’t take more pictures of those stunning tree-survivors of the nuclear bomb. Somehow it didn’t seem to be appropriate to run around, with my face glued to the cam. I can’t quite explain why. At that moment I wanted to suck up all the impressions, without any digital help.
First, it was very peaceful, prowling around Hiroshima-jo (sometimes called RIJO- meaning Carp Castle) I had the feeling, that even the birds and the cicadas were keeping it down.
Have some pictures of the garden:
and of course, the well known building, the bomb exploded upon:
Tree in my Palm 