We arose early, ate breakfast, and ordered a cab. What little food we still had left in our fridge we loaded into two grocery bags and left outside our kindly neighbors’ door. Despite our efforts to avoid disturbing them, they still got up to see us off. Good people are like that, dontchya know!
It was the day after Hisachan’s birthday, and we had just emerged from our hilarious little episode in the local shrine. Hisachan and I decided to spend the rest of the day more or less just trucking around and enjoying Hiroshima.