Hiroshima was a blast!No pun intended.

The A-bomb site and musuem were damn touching. And we heard a bomb survivor’s story about where she was when Hiroshima got bombed. Fucking sad la I cried like shit. So did Angela & Christine but Trey just looked at me with an impassive face. Fucking heart of stone.

They preserved this building in memory of the bomb’s effects.

Dammit I forgot what this is called. Inilah padahnya blog so late.

This is a bird’s eye view of Hiroshima before the bomb was dropped.

This is after. Every building wiped out, even the bridges across the rivers are gone. Imagine the devastation you’ll see everywhere if you survived it.:((((

A child’s tricycle.

There were a lot of other touching and horrible artifacts too. There was one which was this huge block of concrete and granite – it was the entire front steps and pillar of a bank. There was a dark shadow on the step and the rest of it was white. When the bomb hit, there was a person sitting on the steps, and the power of it turned the steps white but the person was carbonized, that’s why a shadow was left. :(((((

A monument to Sasaki Sadako, the 12 year old girl who acquired leukaemia as an after-effect to the radiation. There, she’s the girl that everybody folded 1000 cranes for.

We did try not to look so happy. Trey, me, Angie, Christine, Ruby, Neal.

Us with school children who were fascinated with us and kept wanting to take photos with us.

Oh yea, when me, Ang, Christine and Ruby were sitting on a park bench, this old homeless looking guy came up to us and shook all our hands. Then he asked Angela if she worked as a bar hostess WTF. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!

Then we took a ferry to Miyajima Island which is where we stayed. At a very beautiful traditional Japanese hotel!

Mia, Christine, me, Angie, Andrea. Yea my forehead damn high. This is why Darren calls me a bald nut wtf.

We got to stay in the suite! This is the dining area.

My feet and Angela wtf.

Then we got to eat a fancy schmancy traditional banquet style dinner. Got sashimi, oysters, (Kobe?) beef and other orgasm-inducing food.

There was a famous shrine near where we stayed, with its gate in the middle of the sea. And what did some idiots have to do? Swim out to the gate wtf. Damn not holy okay! (but actually I wanted to see them do it too la)

Jon, Brandon & Neal =.=

And now for the highlight of the post wtf.

You know Japan and its public baths? Where you have to go in naked?

I did that. ARGH!!!

Every hotel has its own onsen, with a place where you sit down and wash yourself clean clean then hop into the freaking hot bathtub/pool thing to soak.

I really didn’t want to! I thought I’ll die of embarrassment but everybody told me I cannot not come to Japan and not experience onsen at least once and it’s really damn good and I won’t regret it yada yada.

So I decided to go with Angie and Christine at 12am so there won’t be anyone else there.

Us without makeup. We have to go in there totally clean ma. I’m aware I look like death warmed up without makeup (especially concealer)

And then I was so freaking nervous that to give me strength and courage wtf I had to drink Neal’s beer before going in.

The whole time I wanted to back out of it so badly but in the end I dunno how I managed to go inside there and bathe =.= I kept wanting to laugh everytime I looked at Angie & Christine but after a while I got used to it and I don’t even feel like we’re naked anymore wtf.

Okay end of onsen story you think what porn ar wtf.

The island is infested with deer.

The shrine gate in the day. Low tide.

Group picture!

Another group picture.

Errr…

Samurai Aud wtf.

The infamous Monkey Aud. Monkey Christine, your face fail la!

Our souvenir from Miyajima! Bought cos Angie’s yukata is pink, mine is light blue and Christine’s is yellow.

Okay there’s this fucking mountain called Mt Misen that we went up there by cable car. Christine, Angie, me and David in the cable car.

The view from up high.

When we reached the top, it wasn’t actually the summit yet. The guys thought it would be great fun to climb all the way to the top and dragged us along with them. Okay, dragged me because Angela & Christine were damn genki/semangat and actually ran up the fucking mountain. WTF!

Me, I stomped, whined, panted for breath and kept collapsing ont he side saying “Just leave me here to die and go ahead la” wtf.

In tne end I had to be carried over Trey’s shoulder =.=

So there I did it! At the summit, we climbed up this huge rock like 8 feet high and sat there. (OK la actually Neal and Brandon lifted me up)

And because I’m too kiamsiap to pay for the cable car down, we actually climbed down the freaking mountain ourselves. 2.3 km of steps okay! 2.3KM@!!!

Halfway down I freaking fell down. WTF! I slipped on the sand and fell and hurt my ass and arm:((( And stupid bitch Angela just stood there and laughed.

And then at the Shinkansen station on the way home I fell down on the stairs again! What is this!

Now I can’t move my legs.

Watanabe-san (AKP program coordinator)

Bye bye! See Neal so tired he sleep already. Yealah no need to laugh la not funny at all.

Damn tired going to sleep now.