Thoughts on Dachau
Tuesday, September 19th, 2006Written at 6:31 PM, 9-19-06
A gray morning washed over Munich, like some titanic tidal wave come to carry away the city’s inhabitants. Sheets of rain, heartened by the wind, swept the wide streets, challenging even those with umbrellas to brace the fury of the downpour. I was one such challenger. I would not be deterred from my plans, despite the torrential weather. As many of my fellow travelers huddled around the hostel’s common room and entryway, I bravely equipped my large but dysfunctional coat and headed out into the drenched streets.
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gregbilsland