Please don't forget Tōhoku
September 11th 2013 I wasn’t sure what to expect. I wasn’t sure quite what I’d see.
It seemed like a typical rural station as the train rolled in, and still as I walked through the overpass and out the turnstile. Choosing to walk to my accommodation, again there were no immediate clues. Further on and the picture began to look not quite right. The occasional empty lot neatly cleared and obviously being readied
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Tara Cloud
So moving
Jo, your story of the translation and of why you went to Ishinomaki brought me to tears. I well remember this disaster because I was on the infamous, dirt road of Route 40 traveling down through Patagonia. We met another bus coming up and learned of the tragedy. On our bus was a Japanese backpacker; no one would tell him what had happened because we were out of internet/cell range for days and didn't want him worrying about his family when he couldn't contact them. Because of him, the Tohoku tragedy has been etched on my memory.