Concentrate

The title says it, and I tried to, but when I went to the Dachau Concentration Camp a little outside of Munich, I could do anything but concentrate. The emotions you feel as you enter the same gates that so many would enter and never exit alive, is enormous. I couldn't think straight as we were shown the route that so many people had to go through for only their political beliefs or religion. I could barely enter as I read the words on the gate that every single prisoner had to see "Arbeit macht frei" which loosely translated means "Work sets you free". I learned for my first time how many German citizens and Russians that were placed into these camps, and I also learned that they actually had repeat offenders, so, some people were released and would later return, contrary to the belief I always had that once you were placed in one you were there to stay no matter what. I am glad that I got to see some of the lighter side of Munich as well with some of the festivities that could cheer me up. I also was able to meet up with some family friends from home who were vacationing and could bring some things that my family sent. I'm starting to count the days till I'll be back in Starkville. I can not wait to be home, but I do not want to leave here. I hope I can stay in contact with the friends I have made.