CherryPopper

As we headed for the camp the thunder storm rolled in with the first rain we had seen on the trip. It was very fitting given our first stop before munich was dachau, hitlers first concerntration camp.

As we walked through the grates the rain stopped but the thunder echoed around the grounds & the roll call bell was ringing as it would have when the camp was in use. For all of use it was spine tingling and no one uttered a word as we went round the plaques explaining the attrocities.

I've seen movies, read articles & books as well as all the stuff you learn in school but nothing can prepare you for the real thing. A lot of us had tears in our eyes & even i was struggling to keep them back looking at the conditions they were in, the mind games played & some of the most evil acts on another person. Way beyond just hate... but evil. As the monument in the grounds said... NEVER AGAIN.

It was a very somber & reflectful drive into munich