The top priority for the children was to pet the free-roaming deer that Miyajima is known for. Xan started naming them, and then gave up, because there were so many. He started naming them with numbers and wished we could tag them in the ear like his great-grandpa and great-uncles do with their cattle in Illinois. Poor kid has the Type A organizational skills of his mother! We are warned to not feed the deer, even by accident. They love fabric and paper, as my mother-in-law, Peggy quickly found out.
Peggy had her Miyajima map tucked in to the side pocket of her purse... a deer was able to sniff that out quite quickly and decided it was lunch time. Peggy didn't agree and got in to a tug-of-war match with the deer. I'm not sure who won because the sheet was pretty much torn in half.
Of course we had to have the traditional portrait in front of the Torii gate.
|Trying the famous Miyajima oysters|
|Rodney requested that I take a picture of this Miyajima buck. I think he was itching for his bow.|
|The 5-story pagoda|