Hiroshima​

Hiroshima is one of those places that sits heavy with history but also quietly resilient in its rebirth. My visit here was part of a cruise stop, and though brief, it left a lasting impression.

I joined a ship excursion that took us first to Shukkeien Garden, a peaceful and beautifully landscaped retreat right in the middle of the city. Despite the surrounding urban towers, it felt like stepping into another world, serene, meditative, and full of thoughtful design. The cherry blossoms were just starting to pop, and the reflective ponds and curved bridges added to the tranquil vibe. Even with groups of people moving through, there was space to breathe and take it all in.

We also passed by Hiroshima Castle, a striking reconstruction of the original, set against a moat and surrounded by trees. While I didn’t go inside, just seeing it framed by the water and city skyline gave me a sense of how old and new live side by side here.

From there, we made our way to ground zero and walked through the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park. I didn’t take photos inside the Peace Memorial Museum, it’s not really something that feels right to photograph. It’s something you have to feel for yourself. The museum presents the stories, artifacts, and devastation with a powerful clarity that doesn’t need embellishment. It’s one of the most emotionally heavy places I’ve ever been, and honestly, I think it should be experienced quietly and personally.

Nearby, the Atomic Bomb Dome still stands, partially ruined, yet preserved. It’s eerie, yes, but also deeply symbolic. People lingered in silence, and even the kids on school trips were surprisingly subdued. It’s a space that demands reflection.

I took a walk along the Motoyasu River, lined with cherry trees starting to bloom. The breeze was light and the city, despite its past, felt full of life and purpose.