This morning I got up at 6:15am to get a cab to the train station to catch our train at 8:00am to Munich. It was a 1 hour and 40 minutes and I spent the whole time on my iPad playing Bumper.io and Hole.io it was awesome! When we got to the train station in Munich we got a grumpy and rude taxi driver to our hotel. In our hotel we had two separate rooms on two separate floors. Me and my mom in one and my nana and poppop in the other. Me and my mom got the one on the fourth floor with two twin beds, a desk, a bathroom, a closet and two bedside tables. My nana and poppop got the one on the third floor with a king bed and the rest of the same.
Then we got a train to a bus to a nazi concentration camp and saw the museum, the prison, the huts, two memorials and a creamatory. The museum was to sad so I went outside and waited. The prison was this looooooooooooong corridor was with a bunch of cells. It was neat. The huts were these long 1 floor houses with triple decker beds all lined up. The two memorials I saw were the catholic memorial and the Jewish memorial and the creamatory was a large room with furnaces where they burned the bodies so there was no evidence. There was a room in the creamatory that would fill with gas and suffocate the people but to make them go in willingly they had a sign that said showers and fake water spouts so they would go in thinking they were going to take showers. The concentration camp was a sad and colorless place.
-Luke
What more can I add to that? Kids are so perceptive. I hadn’t even noticed the lack of color at Dachau until Luke pointed out that the only color in the place was what people were wearing! I can’t say we had fun, but it was a very moving experience. I think it’s something everyone should see once in their lifetime. The scary thing now is how similar the start of the Nazi regime and rule is to current times. I hope we are smart enough not to let history repeat itself. Never again…
We had a great German dinner down near the train station. It was a good time celebrating our last night of vacation.
-Suzanne
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