I am not a museum person. When I travel I prefer engaging with locals and just walking around. But our travel companion was interested in anything connected to WW2.
So there we were, at this small museum in Fukuoka. I was prepared to be bored. But surprisingly it was a very interesting 2 hours. There were 3 fighter planes on display. There were uniforms, equipments and news articles. But i was struck most with the photos of the young soldiers who died fighting for their country. Some were as young as 17. My heart ached for their lost futures.
There were letters written to their families by the soldiers as they prepared for a Kamikaze mission. I felt sad. War is truly hell.
I was not born during this time and my parents were babies during this war. Their only memories were of moving stealthily at night from one safe place to another, of constant hunger.
War is hell. There are no winners. Everyone suffers. And I can not fathom what goes on in the minds of the upper government echelons who decide to go to war.
I was glad we visited this museum.
Omnia Mea Mecum Porto 