I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness,
I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us, too,
I feel the suffering of millions.

– Anne Frank, 15 July 1944

Yesterday I wrote about our time in Poland, but there was one part missing: our visit to Auschwitz. I thought that a place such as this deserved its own post, although now I am writing it I realise that any words that I write will never do justice to the men, women and children that suffered and died here. My pictures won’t do justice either.