Hotel Gasthof Erber
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... travel with evolve tours again. The only problem we encountered was time management. Being 55 people with one European bathroom stall, took atleast 40 minutes, which was frustrating. I also feel that we didn't need to always have a guide while exploring some spots. We also wish that we could have chosen our own meals at diner instead of the preorders. Some of these things are inevitable with such a large group. Thanks for following me throughout our adventure!! ...
" First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out, for I was not a socialist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out, for I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the gypsies, and I did not speak out, for I was not a gypsy. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out, for I was not Jewish. Then they came for me. And there was no one left to speak out for me." Martin Niemoller, Dachau ...
... and wrapped our tour up at the famous Hofbräuhaus brewery.
After enjoying an authentic Bavarian lunch of Leberkäse, and some delicious German beer, we took a tour of the permanent National Socialism Exhibit at the Münchner Stadtmuseum. Here we had our first taste of the general history of the rise of the Nazi Party, the role Hitler played in it's creation and execution, and its fall at ...
... all happy as our trip to Dachau got stalled by our misunderstanding of the S Bahn schedule. The train we needed was not going to pick us up at the stop where we found ourselves. After a bit of searching we were able to find an alternate route by bus. On the bright side we made friends with a couple of teenagers on their way home to Dachau from Munich. They saved us. We ...
... was basically the “jail” of Dachau. Only special prisoners were kept here. On the walls of the cell they placed quotes from the prisoners, talking about the horrible conditions in which they were kept. I felt, with every blink I could see the men sitting in their cells, in stripped outfits, all skin and bones. They were there. They were there with me.
Last we went to the crematorium. In my head ...