A Day at Dachau

Boy...talk about going from Yin one day, and going to Yang the next.

I woke up this morning, without a clue in the world as to what I was going to do. Some American expat named Mike handed me a brochure on taking a biking tour of Munich, telling me that "It´s the most fun that I´d have in Munich with my pants on." I don´t know quite where he´s coming from...I have lots of fun with my pants on. Besides, if I went around town wandering with my posterior all exposed, who knows what German prison I would end up in. And besides that, think about the chafing and sunburns from being naked down there. Ooooh...don´t like the thought of it. I think I´ll keep my leiderhosen on.

Anyway, I decided to not go along on Mike´s Bike Tour, considering I somehow ended up visiting every "hidden, off-the-beaten-path" place by accident yesterday for free that he takes people to for 20 Euros a whack. But I didn´t see the nudist section of the English Garden, as Mike promises he will take me to. But I´m sure there´s a lot of "bad naked" there and not the "good naked," so I think I´m better off without his tour.

What I did do today is go to Dachau. I knew absolutely nothing about this waking up this morning. I read that it was a former Nazi concentration camp, and I was shocked that it was so close to Munich. So within minutes, I bought a ticket and hopped on the train and bus to get out there. I figured it would only take about 2 hours max to see this place. I spent 6 hours there total, and despite it being very sad and depressing, I´m really glad I went today. I learned more about why WWII came to occur than I would watching the The Hitler Channel...sorry...The HISTORY Channel all day long. Dachau put a lot of what happened during the Holocaust into perspective for me. And after doing a year-long stint with the California Dept. of Corrections, it really affected me being in a prison setting again, trapped inside barbed wire and seeing where people were housed like animals. It´s disturbing, but I think that once again, all Americans should see this once in their lifetime. I also once again feel proud about my country, because they were the liberators for the prisoners of Dachau.

I´d type more, but I´m running out of Euros. Gotta save them for my final day in Germany tomorrow. Will type more later.