Last weekend David had a speaking assignment for our church, in Iwakuni (a small congregation associated with the military base there) and I tagged along. We stayed in Hiroshima, and it was a "full circle" visit for both of us. For David, it's because his grandfather immigrated from Hiroshima in 1919.
For me, it's because I lived in Hiroshima three decades ago right out of college, to teach English. Back then, work teaching English in Japan was really easy to find and I was at a bit of a loss after college, so came here on a whim to have an adventure and earn some money.
I found a good job, then an even better one, and really enjoyed my two years in Hiroshima. There was a fun group of expat English teachers from all over the U.S. and Canada. I had some private English students. I took koto (a traditional stringed instrument) and calligraphy lessons. I got to know some young Mormon missionaries and ended up joining the Church. An unusual decision for sure!
So, a lot happened for me during those two years, and this was only the second time I'd been back to Hiroshima since then.
Naturally, the city has changed dramatically since the late 80's. Bigger trees, more buildings, more traffic.
This is the Peace Dome - the only structure that survived the hypocenter of the bomb. I would ride my bike past this memorial every day to and from work.

People come to pay their respects:
View from our hotel room:
Children's Peace Monument in honor of all children who lost their lives that dreadful day and in the years following, from the effects of the bomb:
When I was teaching fourth grade, one year our class folded 1000 paper cranes to send to the memorial. Here are some cranes in a nearby store window:
Hiroshima is famous for its oysters and for Hiroshima-style okonomiyaki, which is just the BEST. It is a layered dish of crepe, cabbage, bean sprouts, pork, and egg. You can add green onions, eel and/or shrimp. A Japanese friend of mine specifically recommended this little hole in the wall, so Friday night David and I met up with our young friend Joanna (who is a missionary in Hiroshima, via Tokyo, via the Phillipines) and her friends, for a nice bite to eat.
The cook welcomed and even encouraged photos and videos. She started with the crepes:
Added heaps of cabbage:
And so on:

The next morning we randomly spotted some actual sugar maples, on our way to Hiroshima Castle.
It is a beautiful reconstruction:
No photos allowed inside, except for this (ha ha - there is a cute mascot for EVERYTHING in Japan).

On the outer castle grounds, there are some beautiful holly trees - they survived the Bomb - and are a symbol of resilience:
xo
Cynthia