Dachau was quite the experience. We arrived late so we weren’t able to go into the museum or in certain areas, but walking around the barracks was enough. The second I walked in my throat closed. The air felt heavy. It was like you could just feel those that suffered in the concentration camp. As I walked around the once crowded camp, imprisoning thousands of people, the feeling was overall sadness for those that passed away in the camp and those who survived and witnessed so much. I may not have a direct family history to the Holocaust but I am human and I do understand what happened. It seems so unreal and distant but the truth remains: lives were lost, families destroyed and that dark part of Germany’s history will not be forgotten.
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