Le Jour Vingt-et-un
(Day 21)
It was a dreary day
today, but it was fitting to where we were going first before going to Munich:
Dachau, the Nazi concentration camp. We all tried to prepare ourselves for the
sadness we were about to experience, arrived, and were handed audio guides and
a map to go exploring until a video we all were to meet up for and watch.
Everyone sort of ventured off by themselves to learn about all the different
aspects and events that took place in this historic camp. It’s a huge camp, but
the only part that’s really open to the public is where the prisoners were
kept: roll-call square, living quarters, kitchen, infirmary, open-fire ranges,
bathing rooms, the creamery, and more. There were so many pictures,
information, and maps to view and read about. I learned that the Nazis are
known for their impeccable record-keeping skills, so this is how we have so
much information on what all went on during this time. It was sickening, sad,
and somber. The video we watched was graphic, and my heart hurt for the poor victims
who received this inhumane treatment at the very place I was standing in. I
couldn’t believe I was actually there, in the exact place I’ve read about, done
projects over, and watched in films my whole life. It really was real…
We all had a somber
spirit while departing, but Brady pointed out something interesting: after
experiencing something disturbing or sad, Americans tend to change the subject
or make small talk about random topics; the British use humor. So true, and
that’s exactly what seemed to happen.
We’re staying at a
Holiday Inn; the hotel is awesome, but our room is our least favorite so far:
brown. Small. Twin beds. We liked our Princess Nice room the best we decided!
We watched four presentations by our peers for the upcoming German adventures,
and shown how to use the subway (which is very clean and not sketchy here).
Afterwards, a bunch of us immediately went to the Haufbrauhaus for dinner, the
famous beer place we were all told we HAD to go to, so of course we did. Kell,
Syndney, Allison, and our roommate from Verona, Amber all ate together. This
place is HUGE, and we sat outside on a 2nd or 3rd floor
balcony, listening to live German band performances with men in those brown
shorts, suspenders, and hats, and enjoyed the atmosphere. We each ordered a
beer, well, it was a half-liter beer, but the regular size is a whole liter!
Which means the equivalent to four beers, except even stronger in alcohol. We
couldn’t even finish our half-liter, mostly because we’re just not beer
drinkers. Kelly and Sydney ordered this sausage dish (which turned out to be a
complete fail and looked just like an enlarged hot dog weenie. Ew.), but I got
a mushroom and dumpling dish and it was really good! I was glad I stuck to
something that I was at least somewhat familiar with for tonight.
We were sleepy, so we
came back to the hotel after attempting to find wifi, which we can’t, and
crashed.


Hey Ash,
ReplyDeleteThe brown shorts & suspenders are called lederhosen (leather breeches), very common in Germany. Nana took pictures of guys behinds who were wearing them when we were in Fussen this spring. :)