My first death camp and I feel like I’m doing it wrong.
By day four of my Holocaust bus tour the constant barrage of historical carnage is starting to get to me.
My first full day of a two-week Holocaust tour and already I'm buying into racial stereotypes.
At the start of a 14-day Holocaust tour, I meet my fellow tourists over kielbasa and light conversation.
A two-week bus tour exploring humanity's worst atrocities.
By the time I get to Dachau on day 11, I feel like going to death camps is my job.
At Auschwitz I realize that without the stench, without mud, this isn't hell. This is the Museum of Hell.