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We were scheduled to travel to Nagasaki, Japan early in the day. Unfortunately our plans did not work out and we ended up spending the day in Kobe.

When we planned our trip we sent Justin a detailed itinerary for his approval and comments. Then we  skyped with him to go over the itinerary. As it turns out he hadn’t really looked at the itinerary and while he was skyping with us he was also playing a video game. I thought he looked a bit distracted when we were talking with him. The end result was that we were scheduled to leave for Nagasaki early on Saturday but he had to work at his school all day on Saturday so we were not able to leave for Nagasaki until late in the evening.


Instead we spent the day at Takatori School watching an all day display of athletic ability. It was something to see but it was really hot and humid. I had forgotten to mention that we found the humidity in Kobe oppressive. Linda and I are cold weather people and have yet to figure out how people can live in heat and humidity. Linda’s hair looked like a brillo pad most of the time we were in Japan.


The athletic field was gravel which I gather is common in some areas of Japan. It made for a tough day if you happened to fall on the gravel and a number of kids did. Some of them also collapsed from being out in the blazing sun all day.


After Justin was finished with his work we headed back to the Crowne Plaza to pick up our bags. We stored them at the hotel because the high speed trains depart from Shin-Kobe station which was attached to the hotel.

We found seats on the high speed train and headed for Nagasaki. When we were about an hour away from Nagasaki we had to change to another train. As it turns out we did not have reserved seats on either train. As a result we had to stand the last hour of the trip into Nagasaki Station. We never made that mistake again. Justin claimed he never had a problem before but once we discovered that we could reserve a seat on the train at no extra cost we always reserved seats. I should also mention that Linda and I had rail passes so all we had to do was show our pass to get a ticket or in the case of local trains flash our pass as we walked through the turnstiles.

We arrived in Nagasaki around midnight and started looking for our Airbnb. It was not all that far from the station and we had detailed directions and pictures. However, things look different at midnight than they do during the day. The streets in Japan are more like a beehive than a grid pattern so it is difficult to find your way around. We got to the general location using Justin’s phone but couldn’t find our Airbnb. I suggested we ask someone, there are always people on the streets in Japan. However, Justin was determined to find it on his own. Fortunately a young lady stopped and asked if we needed help. Even she had problems finding the place. Turns out It was down a small alley in back of a parking ramp. We probably would have found it in the daylight but it was a little more difficult at night. The good thing about Japan is it is safe to walk the streets at any hour. No way I would be wandering around Duluth in the middle of the night.

The next morning we walked back to the train station to catch a bus out to Nagasaki Peace Park where we spent the day. It was a very somber experience.



Prison Remains

Prison Remains


The following day we took a bus out to Mt. Inasa where we had some great views of Nagasaki.

Nagasaki from Mt. Inasa 15-9-_1196

Later in the day we took another bus out to Glover Garden where we hiked around and had some nice views of the harbor.


More photos from our visit to Japan can be found on my website.

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