|Wall of executions|
|Cloth made with human hair|
|Belongings of prisoners|
We have lunch at 4:30, we could just not get away from the museum and its sister camp of Birkenau, where more people died than at the more famous Auschwitz.
Afterwards a walk downtown to do a little shopping with Ann, but all stores close at 7 and we can't get much done.
It's been an exhausting day, emotionally if not physically, and the evening is spent in the hotel room, reading and writing this diary.