|The trip is over. |
Our home away from home is behind us.
Thanks for the $14 American dollars. I can figure out the money. I hear everything is expensive in Japan. My allotment of money will keep me from overspending.
|Wyona's hand at the base of the monument in the Peace Park, Nagasaki|
She is trying to show you
there is water running at the base of the monument
For 5 dollars you could buy an all day pass on the trolley.
The trolley is not the high speed train.
It lumbers along, stopping every two blocks, picking up the school children, the shoppers, the old people.
And there were the 3 of us who rode the #1 all the way to the Peace Park.
Then we continued on the line, until the car was empty. The driver ran to the other end of the train and we began the return journey.
|... a small rest for Wyona ... Greg moves on at the Peace Park ...|
The passengers sit on seats covered with white doilies.
The drivers wear white gloves.
“They take their taxi driving seriously here,” he commented.
|Cherry blossoms on the ground at the Peace Park|
Taxis and trolleys. Serious business.