Poland
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My Experience at Auschwitz Concentration Camp: An Evil Like No Other
To be honest, I had initial hesitancy about publishing this post. This experience haunted me–so much so– that I was hesitant to even publish an online article about my experience. How could words even begin to express such atrocity, such evil, such hate? How could I ever verbalize my disgust and astonishment about what I saw? The truth is . . . I can’t. Yet, here I sit. I’m publishing this post not for my self or for my readers, but for those who suffered. May their spirits forever fill the saddened hearts of those missing generations of the 6+ million individuals murdered during the Holocaust. May these photographs and…
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Reality Check in Krakow Poland
It all began last year when my husband and I became obsessed with trying to figure out a way to get to Prague. All year we’ve watched flight prices rise and fall; we knew that if we could get to the continent of Europe that we could train it to the golden city. Needless to say that when $355 round trip flights to Oslo, Norway hit rock bottom, we pounced on the opportunity. Fast forward to destination Krakov: being crammed into a 90s style Ryanair connector flight, sitting next to a blonde headed Norwegian/half Polish party boy. He told us to watch out during our time in his hometown. His…
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An Ostrich’s Quest for Culture
You can come out now. That’s my message to this little ostrich (however not so little she may be!). Why the crazy ostrich? Well, I hate to break it to you but– you see– we/us/you and I . . . I think we have a natural predisposition to be like ostriches. However fierce and and fearsome we may look, sometimes we perfer to hide in the sand. The sand represents all things comfortable, all things easy, all things comfort zone. This uncanny thought occured to me whilst listening to a familiar Coldplay song. About once a month I get on a Coldplay kick. “How long am I gonna stand, with…
