Well, I’ve been back for about a week and a half or so. What can I say?
I was trying to figure out how to describe my trip, adjective-wise. I couldn’t really come up with anything fitting enough. Some used the word ‘intense’, some said ‘incredible’, I’m thinking more along the lines of ‘depressing’ and ‘horrible’. But then again, that doesn’t really describe the trip as much as what I saw – and come to think of it, the whole country…
I am glad I went, make no mistake. I got a chance to glimpse into the past, to see how life once was…and how that life was torn apart mercilessly for seemingly no reason. Now, it is all death. Gray. No other way to describe it. The attached pictures are just a few of the hundreds I took, to document the horrors for those who need to see it, and myself. I learned a lot. My perspective on a lot changed. That, I think, is the most important thing.
But you know what? I couldn’t have been happier to see the plane touch down, back “home”. No, home. It’s true…
Is life going on? Yes. No doubt. I can’t wallow in what was and what happened, right? But then again, I also can’t forget. They do say “Never forget” for a reason – because obviously some people do forget. But we can’t, and shouldn’t. Keep it in mind…
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- Too true…
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- Transported thousands to their deaths
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- The famous sign. Still there.
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- Not everyone was so lucky to be on this side of the fence…fence around death camp
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- Pictures “recovered” from victims who were stripped of their possessions before being murdered
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- Memorial, made of the ashes of thousands burned in crematoria after being gassed
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- Broken gravestones, from cemetaries destroyed by the “local population”
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- Seems to just about sum it all up…
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