Hiroshima was a beautiful place. I instantly noticed a difference in the people. They were more relaxed than the people in Osaka and seemed to be in no rush to be anywhere. As I was walking along the river, the locals were enjoying the beautiful weather as much as I was and admiring the sakura. As I was walking towards the peace museum, I felt the air was filled with history and heartache and I was nervous to find out what I was about to enter. Although I had learned about Hiroshima and what it represented in high school, nothing could prepare me for this. The museum was very real and very surreal. It was shocking to understand the history behind august the 6th in 1945 and hear how people suffered during that time. I understand why the people seem truly happy and relaxed in this city.