We found a place that served traditional Japanese food in a McDonald’s-style atmosphere. After we found that only two dishes on the menu didn’t contain pork, we had to get a ticket from the machine near the front door. The food was pretty good. I had my stock, standard dish – katsudon – which was “oishii”.
From there, we walked over the river to “The Pig and Whistle”, a (fairly obviously) English bar. The drinks were not too outrageous, and it actually had its own toilet. We played darts, and Helen won, two out of three.
This morning we board the shinkansen for Hiroshima. It`s only an hour and a half away. Hanako, who is meeting us, seems to have planned a very long day – a trip to Miyajima, followed by dinner at her in-laws. It should be good.