Sunday, January 21, 2007
Dachau

My parents are safely back home, Alhamdulillah, just with the usual cough and sore throat..

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Anyway! Today I'll blog about our trip to Dachau (say dakkhau), one of the concentration camps during the Holocaust.

Okay so the whole Dachau experience was for me, just sad and disturbing, to a small extent. It was just sad to know that there are such cruel people around and it was disturbing that the prisoners had to execute each other.




Well at least we had a cute guide. ♥



Doesn't this place look like Fox Rivers?! I was doing my whole Prison Break obsession to annoy Dazril and Shah. Mwahaha.












Most of the interior is still original.


Prisoners had to surrender everything upon admission to Dachau.

They were forced to write letters to home, saying that they're having the time of their lives in Dachau, that Dachau rocks and that they're doing fine. Padahal..


Work cards.


They had to count aloud in German. Those who can't count in German..well they had their fate sealed, i guess. Plus our guide was telling us that prisoners would teach other prisoners who couldn't speak the language how to count in German.

Prisoners were tight ah.




Cells.




Poor living conditions, if you ask me. Its like NS gone horridly wrong. Those are triple deckered beds.


Hehe.


I forgot what this symbolised.




This is just plain sick.

Prisoners who were subjected to medical tests were submerged in cold water, till their body temperature dropped to as low as 26 deg. Time for them to die was recorded, so that they know how long their fighter pilots could survive in the cold ocean before help arrives should they crash during the war.

Some were subjected to very low pressures. Sick la really.

Well thats just the beginning of the sick part.

Hitler was an elitist, if you ask me. He believed in the superiority of the Aryan race and that other races were inferior, and had to be "disinfected." Disinfected here means that the prisoners were being gassed to death.



They were led to disinfecting chambers, where they were asked to strip.



Then they were told that they were going to take a bath.


Brausebad means shower.


But really, they were going to be gassed. The Brausebad was complete with fake showers and all. Today, the term Brausebad is no longer used. Instead "shower" now is "Dusche" which was adapted from a french word I think. This is simply because Brausebad just reminds people of the Holocaust.

So anyway after the prisoners were gassed, their bodies were carried into the next room, where they were cremated.



The crematorium was built by the prisoners, and operated by them. How sick is that. Seriously.

This is the old crematorium.



Very eerie.


Well said.

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