-Mark Udall
"The Holocaust was the most evil crime ever committed"
-Stephen Ambrose
"The most disgusting, nauseating, terrible, horrifying thing that has ever taken place on this earth....seriously fucked up shit"
-Max Heino
I think you all see where this is going. We visited Dachau..the former Nazi concentration camp just outside of Munich. This visit took place last Saturday. But before I tell you about this most uncomfortable visit I´d like to quickly address something nicer that happened the evening before and got me so intoxicated...if you will that I was still a little bit drunk the next day. That too was a first time experience.
So me and 15 latinos and latinas took the train to Wasserburg. I was basically minority and couldn't understand everything they say but I like it with the latinos. It´s like being in another country all together. They seem to like me as well because I´m kind of the only "outsider" they have fully accepted into their circle. So we went to this Frühlingsfest (Spring party) in Wasserburg. It´s basically a small Oktoberfest with a Beer tent in the middle and an amusement park around the tent. I took a couple of rides with the girls, if you know what I mean, we ate something and got amazing places in the beer tent. Right in the middle!
I decided not to drink...then I thought...what the hell YOLO (YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE). I´m sorry...this YOLO thing is some new internet meme/thingy thangy encouraging young ppl or people in general to do stupid and irresponsible things XD. I was like: Hell imma drink! I´m in germany with a bunch of latinos, I need something to help me stand them XD So me and Omar and Luthero and Cesar invited a couple of German girls to our table and ordered our beers, you know the 1 liter things. I knew one of them before as she is a "soon to be" exchange student.
Her friends were creamy and one of them was sooo good looking. Like Leona Lewis with a better face. Man and she was eyeballing me the whole night and we threw a couple flirt lines back and forth and she wanted to take a picture with me every two minutes. So I was getting my hopes up aaand then me and Omar decided to do the drinking pose where you put your arm around the other persons arm and drink. Now...we both had like 75 % left of the beer and I don´t know why but we just kept on going and going. He looked over at me and saw that I was still drinking and I looked over at him and noticed he was still going on. I was like "f*ck if I´m quitting". So then suddenly we had emptied our beers....and it really hits you like a baseball bat. The effect came as sun as you but the beer glass down. "OH NOW I`M DRUNK"
Omar looked at me like "What have you done to me??!!" Then we continued socializing with the German gals and then miss Leona Lewis was like.."I have a boyfriend"...I was like..."you have wha..?? ANOTHER BEEEEER PLEASE!!"
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| Beijo para Brasileiro viado |
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| elegant and drunk latinos |
Now I didn´t say it out loud but I thought to myself...WHAT THE FUCK? Like now advice for all my beloved girls out there (Besos <3..that´s kisses in Spanish in case you´re not in the know) if you have a boyfriend..don´t look at me like you want my...... love (XD)...and stare at me for 2 hours straight. Because
you will come across like an attention seeking little skeezer...and my respect for you will decrease a ton...
I was like "hola, hola, hola, hola....girl...you can forget the flirt now...I kinda try to respect those kinda things..maybe"
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| Frühlingsfest in Wasserburg, + Yuri´s afro |
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| Friends and alcohol. Keep on reading to find out what happened to the dude´s face who´s wearing glasses |
I drank a second one, a third one and I was done. We left the Frühlingsfest and we got into a fight...like a big one. Well, me and the latinos and latinas, like 16 ppl in total started walking home in the night like 2 or 3 am. We take a small road through the fields and out there in the open we encountered some Germans.
...well let´s just say a fight broke out...one of us got hit in the face real good and his eye was as big as a peach the next day. It was the nastiest sucker punch I´ve ever seen...what a loser that German guy who punched him is. Being all heroic and stuff I got the situation to calm down after a while and we eventually got home.
The next morning I woke up and noticed that I was still intoxicated...never experienced that before.
So we ate something and traveled to Dachau where we met the other exchange students. It was a pleasant reunion in a most unpleasant place. After we were done exchanging howdoyoudos and so forth we stepped through the gate with a well known passage on top "Arbeit macht frei".
It was an open, dry sand field and the sun was gazing upon it. There were only two barracks standing in the middle but you could see the remains of tens of other. The two barracks standing weren´t the original ones. They had been reconstructed just for museum/ memorial purposes. The Nazis had blown up all barracks when they realized that the Allied victory was inevitable to destroy all evidence of the camps existence. At the other end of the field there was a relatively big building that was used as an industrial facility where the Jews (and handicapped, homosexuals etc) worked basically as slaves making armament and ammunition to keep the war engine of the Third Reich running. Today the building works as a museum.
The whole place made me sick. It didn´t help that I was still a bit tipsy from last night. We made a tour through the museum and we watched a short film with real footage taken after the Allied forces took over the camp. Heaps of bodies...torture..bad hygiene...sickness. One sick thing too was that the handicapped people who couldn´t walk were housed furthest away from the factory building. So every morning the handicapped had to get to the building...imagine..the people who couldn´t WALK had to WALK the longest distance.
After the film I sat down and cried. Lots of people did that and you´d be heartless if it wouldn´t awaken any feeling in you.
In front of the building there was a sculpture like this:
And at the other end of the field there were churches and temples for all main religions where you could sit down to pray. So we did.
After the visit we went to Greek restaurant and we had a great day together.
Apologize for the somewhat serious post.
...well let´s just say a fight broke out...one of us got hit in the face real good and his eye was as big as a peach the next day. It was the nastiest sucker punch I´ve ever seen...what a loser that German guy who punched him is. Being all heroic and stuff I got the situation to calm down after a while and we eventually got home.
The next morning I woke up and noticed that I was still intoxicated...never experienced that before.
So we ate something and traveled to Dachau where we met the other exchange students. It was a pleasant reunion in a most unpleasant place. After we were done exchanging howdoyoudos and so forth we stepped through the gate with a well known passage on top "Arbeit macht frei".
It was an open, dry sand field and the sun was gazing upon it. There were only two barracks standing in the middle but you could see the remains of tens of other. The two barracks standing weren´t the original ones. They had been reconstructed just for museum/ memorial purposes. The Nazis had blown up all barracks when they realized that the Allied victory was inevitable to destroy all evidence of the camps existence. At the other end of the field there was a relatively big building that was used as an industrial facility where the Jews (and handicapped, homosexuals etc) worked basically as slaves making armament and ammunition to keep the war engine of the Third Reich running. Today the building works as a museum.
The whole place made me sick. It didn´t help that I was still a bit tipsy from last night. We made a tour through the museum and we watched a short film with real footage taken after the Allied forces took over the camp. Heaps of bodies...torture..bad hygiene...sickness. One sick thing too was that the handicapped people who couldn´t walk were housed furthest away from the factory building. So every morning the handicapped had to get to the building...imagine..the people who couldn´t WALK had to WALK the longest distance.
After the film I sat down and cried. Lots of people did that and you´d be heartless if it wouldn´t awaken any feeling in you.
In front of the building there was a sculpture like this:
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| very describing |
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| never forget |
And at the other end of the field there were churches and temples for all main religions where you could sit down to pray. So we did.
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| field of suffering |
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| up in smoke |
After the visit we went to Greek restaurant and we had a great day together.
Apologize for the somewhat serious post.
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