Most of the actual killing was done in the main external camp, the so-called Auschwitz II - Birkenau. I drove there this morning, fully intending to check it out, but when I got there and saw the rain coming down almost sideways and still having the mental scars of the visit to Auschwitz the day before, I thought "fuck this". I took a few pictures and set course for the small town of Wieliczka, on the other side of Krakow.
The entrance area.
Row upon row of dark grey barracks in a Polish field. Yeah, but no.
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
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