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Today was supposed to be the eagles nest but unfortunately, they extended the winter season, meaning it was closed because they were still renovating it. But we still did something that was very memorable, Mauthausen concentration camp. Even writing about it after the fact has me feeling weird. I have always wanted to go to a concentration camp to see the history because it's so interesting. But actually, being there is a totally different experience. It was actually really emotional, I actually almost cried; it's just so fucked up being in such a recent piece of history where people were treated like animals. This camp was a level 3 camp , so the dead rate was worse than Awswitz. We also had the free audio tour where we learned more, and it's just so fucked up. In the museum, where they showed artifacts and history surrounding the camp, they even showed all the people who ran the camp. You can not just look at these people and be pissed; yet at the same time, they had wifes and kids listed. How could you have a child and do the things they did... how can you devalue human life so much. And walking through and seeing the gas chamber just left me speakless. I just looked over to Ethan silently and saw he also had tears welling in his eyes. The people who were killed in these rooms were the sick, women, and children, and they didn't even know it. To keep the children calm, the adults would say it was a shower room because they looked so similar. You could see scratches on the walls too when they finally realized. Seeing all the incinerators were just as bad thinking about the probably 100 plus people they burnt every day. We even walked through this random hallway and read this board that talked about how some of the sick were hung and that they were hung right where we were standing... when we got back to the bus, it was dead quiet. And we had some silent time just to think and what we just experienced. It will be something that is ingrained in my memory for sure. But on the way to Prague afterward, we had a nice little rest of a double rainbow. When we got to Prague, I was so tired, and I was in bed at like 7. It was a long day, and I was still hungover.Lue lisää