I didn’t want to go. And in going, I didn’t want to feel. Too much, at least.

But we did.

We went and we felt. We saw and we learned. A lot.

There is no way to tell you what this experience was truly like, except to show you.

In short, it was completely sobering; to stand in the middle of the kind of history the world hates, but should always remember to recall. If only to prevent such atrocities from happening, in whatever form they may be carried out today and in the future.

The first of its kind, Dachau is a place whose story will never be forgotten. At the least, not by anyone who enters that infamous gate.