Auchwitz

Well, I may not know how to spell it, but I did go there today. I had no desire to do so, as I'm a big fan of being happy on my vacations, rather then sad, but it was some pretty powerful shit. My great-aunt and great-uncle were in there at the same time in 1944, although they didn't know each other. We went into the crematories and gas chambers - pretty hardcore, serious not loveit time. Nazis suck.

We're off to dinner shortly after a long day, then prolly will sack out early cuz hafta be up to hit the Salt Mines at 7am and from there we split to some unmapped Slovakian mountain range.