Before I get into anything here, I have to openly praise the public
transportation systems of Japan. It's all extremely convenient, but
the biggest plus is the bullet train, or Shinkansen. The ride is
quiet, smooth, and fast, the service is great, and the trains are (gasp!)
on time!
If you have the opportunity to visit Kyushu, do it, if for nothing
other than the trains. I don't know the name of the line that runs
from Nagasaki to Fukuoka, but the train was wonderful. The outside
was the typical kewl bullet train look, but the inside was much better
than your typical Shinkansen. Normally, the Shinkansen interiors are
nice enough, with decent amounts of foot room and fold down footrests, but
these trains were just luxurious. Leather seats, double the foot
room, and hardwood-looking floors. We thought we might have gotten
onto the first class section of the train, called the Green Car.
Of course, since it was such a nice train, I had to throw a
monkey-wrench into things. I lost my ticket. Fortunately,
since I had the reserved seat, nobody tried to kick me out, but it was
still mightily difficult to explain to the fare inspector. He told
me to move, so I nodded, he went away, and I didn't budge. He didn't
check back, so it was okay.
Certainly, the Atomic Bomb Memorial and Peace Park are the things to see in Nagasaki, but there was another site that caught our attention: the monument to the
26 Christian Martyrs.
Within easy walking distance of the station, the site is very simple,
but very reverent.
In 1587, Christianity was banned in Japan. Of course, the
determined missionaries were not deterred. So, in 1597, 6 Jesuit priests and 20 converts
(all male) were arrested in Kyoto and Osaka, marched to Nagasaki (not a
short haul), and crucified on Nishizaka Hill. The 26 martyrs were
sainted by the pope in the 19th century.
One of the striking things about the Monument is that several of the
martyrs are portrayed as very small. This is due to the fact that
the youngest of the martyrs was only 12 years old. Click the image
of the memorial to see a closer view.
The Monument is an extremely somber place. As we viewed it, there were several Japanese, paying tribute and honor to the 26 Saints. One man seemed to be kneeling in prayer, while others were just standing with their eyes closed. There was a small, interesting
chapel nearby, and we just had to go check it out. At the altar there was a cut stone with 26 crosses around the greek letters Alpha and Omega. It was nice to be in a Christian setting again after so many Buddhist and Shinto places. It just felt homey.
Of course, the Peace Park and A-Bomb Memorial are the main attractions, if they can be called that. The A-Bomb memorial includes the
Hypocenter, where the bomb actually exploded. It was pretty sobering. Words and pictures cannot describe the feeling of the place.
Near the hypocenter was a section of a building destroyed in the
blast. The building was a church, and all that remains of it is a
dilapidated wall, standing about 20 feet high.
The Peace Park was extremely interesting. Sculptures and works of art, donated from all over the world, ring the park. One of the more interesting ones we saw was donated by St. Paul, Minnesota. Did you know that St. Paul and Nagasaki have the world's longest standing Sister City relationship?
Like the destroyed church, there is a large section of the park devoted
to the remaining foundation of a jail destroyed in the blast, along with
all 144 inmates. It makes you think.
The focal point of the park is the Peace Statue, a rather Arnold Schwarzeneggar looking figure. With one hand, he points to the sky, indicating the danger of nuclear annihilation, and with the other, he points to the horizon,
symbolizing tranquility and world peace. One leg is folded, symbolizing
quiet meditation, while the other is poised for action in assisting
humanity.
One could get pretty depressed after seeing the destruction of the Bomb, but we had an interesting experience that lightened the mood a bit. As we walked back towards our streetcar, we noticed some stray cats in the park. Elaine sums it up this way:
"This is something we've seen all across Japan - lots of kitties in the cities. As we were leaving, a woman was walking through, and the cats began to follow her. I started counting, and saw at least 13 or 14. Of course, they knew her because she fed them! The cats seemed to come from all over. It was a
sight!"
Our next stop was Fukuoka. Since it was mainly a rest stop, we
didn't take many pictures. One experience we got, though, was the
Japanese taxi. Oh, boy. Our short, bald driver was nuts.
He had to be! He crowded the other cars, whipping in and out of
lanes with little or no regard for other drivers. It was fun
though! When he dropped us off, he rattled something in Japanese
that I swear no native could have understood. He spoke blindingly
fast in a hoarse, high-pitched voice that almost made me laugh out loud.
We explored Fukuoka only a little, finding the Canal City mall quite a
sight. We never found a mall like American ones. This one was
very large, but the main thoroughfare was outdoors, running through the
center of the mall along, you guessed it, a canal, complete with a
fountain display in the food court.
It was nice to just relax a bit before heading to another heavy-hearted
place.
Not a taxi, but a train...to Hiroshima...
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