Out of sequence. In the entrance to every Shrine / Shinto Tori there are always two animals - we've seen Foxes and Lions. One with their mouth open, the other shut. And then the Tori gate. They are usually orange and today we heard that colour was good at deterring insects?
An authentic sake house, there were several we were keen to look at but well, things started unravelling at this point.
So it was already 1pm and we knew we had some distance to get back to the Peace Park. Originally the Guide had booked us a meal at a restaurant to which I'd already said we didn't want, who needs to eat so we could just grab a snack. There are fabulous snack places here. But someone in the group wanted to sit down. That isn't what happens here. And then the guide said every Australian loves oysters. Ah, we don't we said (not raw anyway) but she kept on pointing out oyster shacks. We passed by a fab little place selling sushi and chicken that three of us wanted and said so but by then the guide had charged on ahead and as it was so crowded we didn't want to risk losing her. So then she said we could sit upstairs at a place, well, we didn't want to we wanted to go back to the sushi place, but would take too long to get back there so then she charged off to find a sandwhich place (seriously, a sandwhich here?) then she got lost and finally found it. By now I was in cranky mode. MrP was similar, MrUK wanted to go back to the sushi, his wife wanted to sit and the US couple were going along with it. At least someone was. Finally an unpleasant lunch done and we had to rush to get to Peace Park. Already 1.30pm. Just 2 1/2 hours left

We could have caught the direct ferry to Peace Park. That's what she said we'd do. We didn't. We caught the main ferry, got off that, onto a train, got off that, she wanted us to run down an escalator that was packed, and get onto a bus. 2.15 finally got to the Peace Park. Now everyone was a bit grim. The US guy has anxiety with buses we find out and why the hell didn't we just get a taxi FS.
We had just one hour total in the Peace Park and Grounds. It was packed. So much so we decided to wear masks. There was a very detailed special Photographic Archives of the Hiroshima bombing being held, it was difficult seeing the pictures, reading the stories and seeing the personal devastation the bomb had caused. People were respectful and silent even though a huge crowd. We did have to pass by quickly though. No one was taking photos.