Poland – silalahirfan

Darn, Cracow.

Cracow’s old town did not disappoint. I loved the medieval atmosphere of bricked old walls and wooden posts as if it was still being used as a fortress. Advertisements

The Concentration Camps

“One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto.

From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.”

Ellie Weisel

Glasgow to Warsaw, the Understatement

Today was the start of my East Europe adventure. And I already made a mistake.