Here is Hiroshima! Our plan in Hiroshima was really to relax and rest our feet, but we spent almost a week there. There was much to see and do.
 
We are almost passing the one year anniversary of our trip in japan. The postings of this little adventure has tapered off, the truth being, its become a bit of a chore, a bit of a drag. While the excitement of the trip as a whole is still fresh on our memory, Hiroshima itself was a low point of the trip. While we were there to recover, to get our muscles back into shape, we weren't prepared for the stress it would bring on our mental well being. We were cranky, tired, a bit homesick and frustrated with sitting on the floor. 
We were use to our American home, having seperate places to when the mood struck, but here in Japan there wasn't anywhere to escape to. Small studio apartment rooms, small bathrooms, a bit isolated and alone from the general population due to the language. It because apparent why so many fast food resturarants and quick stops were always had their seats packed full with people. Those were the places they escaped to when they needed some time alone from the home life. 
It took getting lost in a moutain on an island in Hiroshima to reawaken our spirits and sense of adventure and knock us out of the funk we were experiencing. 
		
Our original goal was just to see the Itsukushima Shrine, which most know as the floating Tori Gate. Unbeknown to us, the Itsukushima Shrine requires a boat ride to get to as it is situated at the island of Itsukushima. We left early to see the gate and arrived in the early morning at the island. 
To our surprise the island of Itsukushima has many deer roaming around. 
 There was a bit of a traffic jam when the deer came up behind us on the bridge while we were looking the other way.





When we finally arrived at the cable car to take us down, we were exhausted. A half day trip had turned into a full on mountain climbing adventure, but through it all we had forgotten about all the discomforts of home and couldn't wait to be back. The cable car was another adventure in itself. A normal car suited for 6 or so people on the seat, was crammed tighter than the subways on Golden Week with standing room only and no one able to move. The cable car was the worst part of the experience, and we wish we had some pictures, but alas, we had other things on our mind, like not falling to our death below due to the overloaded cable cars. 



Next we head to Kagoshima!