Comments on: The Stairway to Heaven http://tempusfugit.procrastin8.net/2006/09/23/the-stairway-to-heaven/ Time Flies... Mon, 08 Sep 2008 21:10:29 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: vicky http://tempusfugit.procrastin8.net/2006/09/23/the-stairway-to-heaven/comment-page-1/#comment-3653 vicky Sat, 30 Sep 2006 12:00:05 +0000 http://tempusfugit.procrastin8.net/2006/09/23/the-stairway-to-heaven/#comment-3653 <p>hey...just read through your trip blogs....<br /> now I know why6 you havent been pickin up when i call you</p> <p>well ...call me when you have a chance...</p> hey…just read through your trip blogs….
now I know why6 you havent been pickin up when i call you

well …call me when you have a chance…

]]> By: Chris http://tempusfugit.procrastin8.net/2006/09/23/the-stairway-to-heaven/comment-page-1/#comment-3636 Chris Sun, 24 Sep 2006 15:49:17 +0000 http://tempusfugit.procrastin8.net/2006/09/23/the-stairway-to-heaven/#comment-3636 I had severe reservations about visiting the place as a "tourist destination" and it was only my inability to read a train timetable and plan properly that saw me get there. I was there on a gorgeos Autumn day, all perfect blue skys and golden leafed trees. Likewise it hardly fitted my preconceptions of the place. I refused to take any photos, not sure exactly why, other than to do so felt really, really wrong. I got quite pissed off with a bunch of Israeli school groups who were posing for photos in front of that spectacle display. I was wondering what they would do with such a photo? "... and this is me smiling in front of the glasses of 15 000 murdered people". I suppose such thought is asking a bit much of 30 nike wearing 15 year olds. As opposed to Auschwitz II, I was surprised at how unimposing it was. I arrived by foot (after getting off at the wrong stop) and just thought the low brick buildings were some factory. Walking through the front gate was thoroughly chilling though and had the hairs on my neck standing up. One thing that got to me was all those original signs in German. More than once I paused at a sign telling me that if I went any further I would be shot! Being there is certainly not an experience that lends itself to be easily described. I had severe reservations about visiting the place as a “tourist destination” and it was only my inability to read a train timetable and plan properly that saw me get there.

I was there on a gorgeos Autumn day, all perfect blue skys and golden leafed trees. Likewise it hardly fitted my preconceptions of the place. I refused to take any photos, not sure exactly why, other than to do so felt really, really wrong. I got quite pissed off with a bunch of Israeli school groups who were posing for photos in front of that spectacle display. I was wondering what they would do with such a photo? “… and this is me smiling in front of the glasses of 15 000 murdered people”. I suppose such thought is asking a bit much of 30 nike wearing 15 year olds.

As opposed to Auschwitz II, I was surprised at how unimposing it was. I arrived by foot (after getting off at the wrong stop) and just thought the low brick buildings were some factory. Walking through the front gate was thoroughly chilling though and had the hairs on my neck standing up.

One thing that got to me was all those original signs in German. More than once I paused at a sign telling me that if I went any further I would be shot! Being there is certainly not an experience that lends itself to be easily described.

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