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Sunday, April 08, 2007:back in london
Darius is back in London. In fact, for a few days already.

I have been transformed to be a full-time mugger now. hahaha. in exactly 1 month's time, my exams will start. woohoo. haha.

anyways, back to my trip. in my previous post, i ended at day 2. ahha.

okok. so i was still in poland. on the 3rd day, we took a bus up to zakopane. it is a small town for skiing. the mountains were really nice and the snow has not melted yet. the snow caps on the mountains and the coniferous trees were really capitvating. we took a cable car up to the top and saw people skiing around. we juz walked on the mountains. damn cool!

when we went back to our hostel, thought we would have the whole 10-men hostel to ourselves. but suddenly this polish guy came in and stayed in our room. the reason as to y he came to stay in the hostel- he argued with the girls at home. muahhaha. left the house and stayed in the hostel for a night. haha.

the next day was a much more solemn one. we went to auschwitz camp. it was the concentration camp which the Nazis used in WWII. millions of people were sent to the camps to work as slaves or gassed in gas chambers. even toilets can be used as places for the people to be killed. they would be pushed into the holes and drowned in their own poo and urine. how sick could it get right? and polish winters are super cold, so ya u get my drift. felt damn sad when i saw the railway track. cos there was this track which led all the way into the camp. imagine yourself being pushed into the train and led into the camp and never stepped out of the camp anymore but to heaven. the thought juz saddened me. then we went on to another camp nearby. the entrance wrote in German "Work makes me free". but those slaves were never made free. what an irony! they had a collection of the victims' belongings stored for people to view. when i saw all the suitcases identified by their own names, i juz felt damn low. all of the victims were allowed 1 suitcase each into the camp and before they were gassed, they were lied that they were taking a bath and so they should label their suitcases for easy identification after the bath. but the suitcases were never meant to be collected. haiz.

after the trip, went to back to our hostel. since it was still early, as we were catching an overnight train to prague, we stayed in the hostel to play bridge. went for our last dinner in poland. had polish dumplings, goulash, dessert. it was super duper full, cos we wanted to use up all our polish money anyways... polish dumplings are super nice.

took an overnight train to prague. 5 of us squeezed in this 6men room in the train with beds. it was super cramped that we could not even sit upright so basically i juz lied down for the whole trip. oh, one thing. the officers ALL will stare at the red passports. dunno y oso. they would take super long, and inspect the whole passport before chopping the stamp. dunno y oso. and the funny thing is that my passport has a yellow cover and the inspector din even bother to take time to inspect my passport. heez. we concluded it ist he colourof the passport. hahhaa.

okok. have to stop here for now. going to church liaoz.

happy easters!!!


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