Back from Krakow! I was so tired I ended up not being online at all, meh. T. also insisted we go to Auschwitz, so we did, and, ugh, while I certainly knew what I was going to see, because Polish kids spend almost an entire year's worth of Polish classes reading about Holocaust, Holocaust survivors, concentration camps and WWII stuff in general, I have to say nothing prepares you for the actual pictures. And the 2000 kg of human hair. And the suitcases. And shoes. And everything.
Also, the film about the liberation of the camp, there are no words. T. didn't know what he would see, being Japanese, so, well. He wanted to be alone for a while afterwards. Good thing we could wait for the guide, but then, it didn't get any better at all.
I'm going to be all ragey for weeks, I guess.
(I sometimes think it would have been better if Europe would have drowned 10 000 years ago or something, srsly)
I didn't read much, because I can't concentrate while on public transport, so I just took another couple of Agatha Christie books with me. I still believe they're boring as stories, but a lot of what she wrote became cliches later, sp there was at least that (also: this must be at least part of the reason why her books are boring to me). I left a post-it every time I found something anti-Semitic or xenophobic, but I don't really need to write an entry about it, because
Johann Hari already wrote an excellent article.