Day Two
We headed for the bullet train—the Shinkasen—to Hiroshima, after breakfast at the hotel (rice, fish, vegetables, fruit).
We were quite happy that after we reached the platform the train stopped and we could get right on. Unfortunately the conductor came to us asking for tickets and said we could not ride this train as it was a Nokia line train, and Nokia lines are not covered under the JR contract. Though we knew we couldn’t take that line, we had missed the signing on the train (a smallish window on the cars which are in Romanji text but then switched back quickly to English). We saw later that the main sign on the platform also says what sort of train it is, but live and learn. We got off at the next stop and found the correct train for Hiroshima. (Note: you can place your larger bags—don’t bring more than one or two—behind the last seat at the back of the car. Small bags can easily fit under the seat in front of you or on the baggage rail above the seat. You have plenty of leg room on one of these trains.)
We walked around a bit, walking from our hotel across a bridge over to a park and canal (looking suspiciously burned…A-bomb?) here and found this tiny noodle place that was wonderful. I loved these noodle counters. I saw them preparing eggrolls and tried to get the cook’s attention but failing the requisite word for “eggroll” I settled for just the ramen. Still, great ramen. Back to the hotel.
We headed for the bullet train—the Shinkasen—to Hiroshima, after breakfast at the hotel (rice, fish, vegetables, fruit).
We were quite happy that after we reached the platform the train stopped and we could get right on. Unfortunately the conductor came to us asking for tickets and said we could not ride this train as it was a Nokia line train, and Nokia lines are not covered under the JR contract. Though we knew we couldn’t take that line, we had missed the signing on the train (a smallish window on the cars which are in Romanji text but then switched back quickly to English). We saw later that the main sign on the platform also says what sort of train it is, but live and learn. We got off at the next stop and found the correct train for Hiroshima. (Note: you can place your larger bags—don’t bring more than one or two—behind the last seat at the back of the car. Small bags can easily fit under the seat in front of you or on the baggage rail above the seat. You have plenty of leg room on one of these trains.)We walked around a bit, walking from our hotel across a bridge over to a park and canal (looking suspiciously burned…A-bomb?) here and found this tiny noodle place that was wonderful. I loved these noodle counters. I saw them preparing eggrolls and tried to get the cook’s attention but failing the requisite word for “eggroll” I settled for just the ramen. Still, great ramen. Back to the hotel.
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