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Sunday, November 4, 2012

Learning from Auschwitz

Jeffrey and I returned from our trip to Krakow last week.  We enjoyed exploring the city's Old Town and I'm looking forward to writing more about that, but the main purpose of this trip was to visit Auschwitz I and Auschwitz II-Birkenau.  On our ride to the site, we had trouble describing our emotions in an appropriate way.  Excited wasn't right. It sounded macabre to say we were looking forward to it even though we had been planning this tour for weeks.  Looking back, we were anxious, even nervous, to walk the grounds of a site responsible for one of humanity's most horrifying tragedies - the murder of at least 1.1 million innocent people.  

We arrived and joined a group of about 10 others and met our guide.  Even though having a guide is mandatory during the high season, I would definitely recommend them.  Our guide also encouraged us to take pictures, acting not as tourists but witnesses to the tragedies that took place here.  We had tried to reeducate ourselves about the camp's history, but hearing the descriptions and seeing them at the same time made it easier to take everything in.  We began our tour by walking under the infamous gate with message, Arbeit Macht Frei.  Cruelly, this message means "Work Brings Freedom". 


Victims were transported here from all over Europe, even from as far away as Norway.  Auschwitz I used the grounds of prewar Polish barracks to first hold Poles in 1940, a race the Nazis believed to be sub-human and were to be used as slaves to the new regime.  Although Jews were the preferred scapegoat of the Nazis for the world's problems, for almost 2 years the majority of the prisoners at Auschwitz were Poles.  During this time, the camp functioned primarily as a concentration camp where death was brought on slowly from deliberate inhuman conditions and starvation.  The double, electrified barbed-wire fence surrounding the camp divided life and death.


As conditions worsened in Jewish ghettos across Europe, the Nazi administration saw the growing number of corpses as a sanitation problem.  Additionally, the Nazis found the psychological hardship was too great for SS men to perform mass executions of Jews (regardless of gender or age) by shooting them like the victims in German-occupied areas of the Soviet Union in June 1941.  In January 1942, Hitler detailed his "final solution of the Jewish question", the Jewish ghettos were being liquidated, and Auschwitz, among others became a death camp for the extermination of European Jews and others whom the Nazis considered "undesirable". 



Seeing those numbers is appalling, but it can also be a little impersonal because it's so hard to imagine.  The museum tries to solve this with exhibits solely displaying the possessions of the victims like a room of shoes, hairbrushes, and suitcases.  This was only a fraction of the belongings stolen from the Jews as they stepped off the cattle cars, mistakenly thinking the worst was behind them.  Most disturbing was the room displaying 2 tons of human hair, primarily women's.  More than 7 tons were found by the liberating army.  Why was it kept?  To make blankets and jackets for the Nazis.  Auschwitz was truly a factory of death.  


More than 80,000 shoes of victims


Also on display were the belongings of children as more than 230 thousand children under the age of 18 were deported to Auschwitz.  Only 700 survived.

Hungarian Jews arriving at Auschwitz
After the "final solution" was imposed, most Jews deported to Auschwitz were sent to gas chambers, especially women with children.  This process was done quickly so as not to raise panic.  The museum even displayed pictures of families walking calmly, arm-in-arm toward the doors of the gas chambers.  Those selected for work could be sent to their deaths at any time through other random selections.  In the picture below, I am standing on the same spot that prisoners stood for selections during which SS doctors classified people as fit for work, fit for experimentation, or fit for death.  



Another view of the selection and roll-call area

Of those chosen for work, it was imperative that they follow the rules or they would be placed in Block 11.  A prison within a prison.  It was the most feared block and no one ever came out alive.  People were tortured here in starvation cells, darkness cells, and standing cells.  If the crime was punishable by immediate death, prisoners were taken to the wall in the courtyard between Blocks 10 and 11 and were shot.  One such victim of this block was Maksymilian Kolbe.  A prisoner from Kolbe's block managed to escape, so the Nazis punished the remaining inmates by selecting 10 of them to be put in a starvation cell until they died.  Kolbe offered to replace a man who had expressed concern about who would care for his family.  The Nazis agreed.  The man Kolbe replaced survived the Holocaust.

The single gas chamber and crematorium of Auschwitz I still stands because it functioned later as a bomb shelter for the Nazis.  Zyklon-B was dropped from holes in the ceiling to murder up to 700 people at a time.  "Special" laborers were forced to move the bodies to the adjoining crematorium.






A replica of the furnaces


Used canisters of Zyklon-B
In 1941, the single crematorium at Auschwitz I was determined inefficient and a second camp was built nearby.  Auschwitz II-Birkenau could hold 100,000 prisoners whereas Auschwitz I held no more than 20,000.  The majority - probably about 90% - of the victims of Auschwitz were murdered in Birkenau. 1 million people and 9 out of 10 were Jewish.

Birkenau's guard tower

Prisoners on the dividing platform. Women and children to the left, men to the right.


The dividing platform with an actual rail car serving as a memorial to the victims.

The remains of some barracks, identified by the still-standing chimney stacks
Women's barracks
As bad as Auschwitz I was, Birkenau was worse.  The barracks were designed as stables and up to 1,000 could be forced to sleep in just one.  This could mean up to 6 people per bunk, including the floor.  The grass shown in the pictures is recent.  In 1942, there was only mud, barracks packed with people, and smoke from the four crematoria.  Sanitation was abysmal at Birkenau and prisoners were allowed two trips the restroom a day.  



A latrine at Birkenau.

"On this site stood a wooden barrack where in 1944 more than 200 Jewish children between the ages of 2 and 16 were kept as prisoners.  These children, the majority of them twins, were used for criminal medical experiments by the SS doctor Josef Mengele.

The four crematoria each had the capacity to kill 4,400 people a day.  The ashes were spread in fields as fertilizer, were used to make cement blocks and roads in the camps, or were dumped into pits.  The Nazis tried to hide evidence of their crimes by destroying the crematoria with explosive as the Red Army approached.  The ruins are all that remain.


"To the memory of the men, women, and children who fell victim to the Nazi genocide.  Here lie their ashes.  May their souls rest in peace"

The monument at the back of the camp represents gravestones and a chimney of the crematorium.  A poignant realization that the only way to escape was as ash.




Walking on the grounds where more than 1 million men, women, and children were murdered because of their nationality, their beliefs, or their lifestyle had a profound affect on us.  It isn't my intention to give a history lesson, but it is my intention to make an impression.  Fear of those we don't understand or who are different, the need to blame, and spreading hate.  These crimes against humanity are still being committed every day - bullying, racism, homophobia etc.   The Holocaust was an extreme result of these ways of thinking.  We all have this one life. Why can't it be spent loving each other?  The aggressors are only part of the problem as there are people that witness these crimes and do nothing.  I've been one of them.  I won't be again. I hope you won't be either.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Pistol Boy

Every time we walk in the door and are greeted by our wiggly furball (aka Pistol), I'm reminded of just how lucky we are that he was able to make this move with us.  As soon as I realized moving to Norway was a real possibility (Jeffrey had applied and told me not to get my hopes up, but up they were!) I started looking into getting Pistol there.  I found a contact at the Norwegian Food Safety Authority that was extremely helpful and explained the rules.  Good news, though - the rules were due to change on January 1 and it would be even easier!  

Obviously, Pistol made it to Norway (though he still has nightmares about his 18 hour plane ride), and I'm pretty sure he loves it as much as we do.  Here are a few of his favorite pictures of his time in Norway thus far.


Checking out frozen Mosvatnet

Prancing through the snow at Sørmarka.

Searching for hot chocolate in Bergen

Listening to the streams near Dalsnuten


Keeping the streets safe and cat-free



Taking a break during our drive to the Hardangerfjord

Posing at Vigdel Beach


Getting tickled at the Rogaland Arboretum


Loving the soft green grass


Getting his hike on at Solbjerg


Being rescued from Jeff's pranks in Roldal

Resting in his favorite spot (and ruining my couch cushions!)

Climbing to the top of Preikestolen

Some Norwegian friends have also taken a liking to Pistol and ask to watch him any time we are out of town.  Their son even invited him over for the weekend when we were IN town - Pistol's first sleepover!

He's our dog, and he makes us pretty darn happy.



Monday, October 8, 2012

A Norwegian Autumn

Our first fall in Norway has brought lots of rain, chillier temperatures and impending darkness (we are now losing 5 minutes of sunlight in both the mornings and evening), but it has also brought beautiful fall foliage and a sense of coziness to our warm, small home.  The weather can be deceiving since it often rains while the sun is shining, but we took advantage of a break in the clouds and headed to the Rogaland Arboretum.


Rogaland Arboretum
Rogaland Arboretum


It was on our walk that I finally felt Autumn - that excitement of this festive season with its crisp air, warm fires, and comfort foods.  Too bad I can't find any pumpkin spice candles to really bring on the season..  Our Norwegian friends have never heard of them and I had a bit of trouble trying to describe the smell since they had also never eaten a pumpkin pie... looks like I should learn to make one! And chocolate pecan pie.  Oh, and apple pie.



I'm still trying to figure out Halloween here.  Not that I would go trick-or-treating (or knep-eller-knask-ing in Norwegian) especially since I'm still confused and a little upset every time I put a piece of Norwegian candy in my mouth.  I just haven't acquired the taste for salt coated black licorice yet and it seems like EVERY candy is a variation of this combo - yikes!  This amuses my coworkers and they always bring me more candy to try like Dunder Salts or Turkish Peppers.  I put on my brave face and always try them, but I can barely last more than 30 seconds before I have to spit it out.  I've tried to explain the bliss of eating a Reese's Cup, but again find my description of their taste to be severely uninspiring judging by their skeptical faces.  Another thing to find and share (and surely they will like them more than I like Dunder Salt!).




I hope you are also enjoying these early days of fall!



Thursday, October 4, 2012

A Greek Adventure

Jeffrey and I have really tried to take advantage of living in Europe and do some traveling. We've been on the go so much that I fear this year will seem like some crazy blur and all those details that made each trip so special may get overshadowed by the highlights.  Don't get me wrong, some mental images from our trip to Greece in August will stay with us forever like those crystal-clear, cerulean waters.

Myrtos Beach
Myrtos Beach

Agios Thomas Beach, Kefalonia Greece
Agios Thomas Beach

But will I forget waking up each morning to a homemade breakfast served on our hotel's patio? It included Kefallonian honey and Greek yogurt (yum!) and Jeffrey indulged in the cookies and pastries while continuously shooing away the wasps trying to attack me - oh yes, attack me. 

Agnantia Hotel, Kefalonia Greece
Agnantia Hotel


Will the memory of climbing down to that perfect cove only to discover that a 15' drop was all the stood between us and paradise fade with time?  Jeffrey, always quick to solve a problem, assured me it wasn't that far and we could probably jump down.  Luckily, the only other person we saw that day was on his way out and pointed us toward a safer way down.  We spent our entire afternoon and evening here snorkeling, reading, and finding joy in those rare moments that life isn't a distraction but the main attraction.

Kako Lagadi Beach, Kefalonia Greece
Kako Lagadi Beach




Or the day we rented our very own boat-built-for-two and Jeffrey drove us along the coast?  I wasn't completely sold on the boat idea.  Aside from being an expert tuber/sunbather back in childhood (me) and floating on a pond in a $200 metal raft to fish with friends (husband), we had very little boating experience.  Thank goodness I'm married to someone who encourages me outside of my comfort zone - it was fun!  And aside from a few wasps that tried to attack me (again!) it was a perfect day of beach hopping and fish spotting.  As a side note, it was discovered on this trip that wasps or anything resembling their menacing appearance cause me to go into a panic and they were not actually attacking.  Or so Jeff tells me. 



Foki Beach, Kefalonia Greece
Foki Beach


Would we forget being lost in the woods looking for Dafnoudi Beach?  Usually not one to give up, Jeffrey wanted to turn around but I kept coming up with reasons why we should continue the hunt like "look, there's a blue painted rock over there - that must mean beach!" or "the bushes don't look so think over here, it must be the trail!"  We never did find that beach.  We found plenty of others though!  



Antissamos Beach, Kefalonia Greece
Antissamos Beach

How could we forget being paddled along Melissani Lake, a lake entirely within a cave so the sun creates a burst of turquoise when it hits the water?  We drove about an hour from our hotel to see it for all of 10 minutes but it was definitely worth it.  And that evening we visited Assos and had to pay a waiter in Norwegian Kroner because we ran out of Euro.  We also climbed walked uphill to the castle of Assos but somehow couldn't find the castle (hence no picture).  Sometimes its about the journey (and singing some show tunes songs along the way).

Melissani Lake, Kefalonia Greece
Melissani Lake

Assos, Kefalonia Greece
Assos


Will we recall the heat and dust of Athens? The countless stalls selling Greek eyes and olive oil next to ruins so old it's hard to contemplate?  We flew in to Athens from Kefallonia the day before our return flight to Norway.  Waking up for a 6AM flight created the perfect excuse for a nap before we explored the city.  We spent most of the day walking around the Plaka and eating souvlaki before the trek to the Acropolis - a truly amazing site especially considering its been around since the 5th century BC!  Greece really is magical, not even the shut down of Athens's entire public transportation system due to impending riots could get us down (though we took a cab directly to the hotel after hearing this).






Greece - I don't think we'll be forgetting you anytime soon!  Yamas :)