15 November 2015
My room is old
From Nagoya to Hiroshima on the Shinkansen
Now I am in Hiroshima. I will be here until Friday.
It seems very colorful, and large. I dont really understand, as it supposedly has a population just slightly bigger than Adelaide, yet somehow all the city bits look larger than Nagoya which is 9 times the size of Hiroshima.
The city is surrounded by and even built on some nice looking hills, I took note for later.
The train ride here was a couple of hours, going through Kyoto, Osaka, Kobe etc. The view out the window for once, was great, sunshine.
Between Nagoya and Osaka I was sat in amongst a bunch of old guys off on some kind of adventure, or perhaps returning, they were drinking at 11AM in the morning, and making inappropriate comments about the ass on the girl pushing the food cart up the aisle, complete with suggestive hand gestures.
Other people on the train were appalled, I paid close attention to this.
Once I got to Hiroshima, I decided to walk to my hotel, which took an hour, but was a nice walk, lots of rivers and parks along the way, and so many colorful looking streets to explore.
For whatever reason I always seem to foolishly walk great distances dragging my suitcase with a heavy backpack.
My room as todays title suggests, is ancient. Its a Sunroute plaza, which I have had luck with before, but this one must have survived the bombing.
Still, the internet is super fast, the location good, and it has everything every other hotel room might have, apart from sufficient powerpoints in useful positions.
Where is my train? On days when I move between cities photo opportunities are few and far between cause I have my hands full, so boring photos like this appear.
Here is my train. Its the same as every other bullet train still operating in Japan. I think they have completely standardized the fleet, apart from a single new one I saw on the news recently.
This one was a Nozomi service, which means it stops slightly less, and costs slightly more, and you cant use a rail pass on it, and strangely it has no vending machines.
It was time to wave goodbye to the Suzuka mountains. I was just thrilled to be able to see out a train window for once.
And now, my room.
The bathroom is the shower over bath style, sure to flood the floor during my 3 showers a day.
I thought I would have some fruit for lunch. 3 tiny slivers on creme caramel, cake, custard.
Also, no door key card here, instead you get an old fashioned key, with a 2.3kg solid gold tag attached. I put it in my pants pocket and my pants fell off!