Last day in Poland.

Hello, ever been to the hairdresser in another country? Annoying or just not? Well, I did it today. Together with my mother a grandmother we were looking for a hairdresser in this small village. We found a hairdresser who was very modern! Who would have ever thought that haha. In Belgium I find the hairdressers so rough and so I also hate to go. In Poland, there not! Two women were drying my hair and I felt like Paris Hilton! They are so sweet here and are afraid to hurt you. I guess I've never been this happy with a simple wash! We decided to relax today because we have to drive a lot tomorrow. My last night here I'll spend it cozy with the family!

Eva.

Krackow.

Today I visited the Krackow city in Poland. After a 2 hour drive through the mountains, on roads where you could drive max 70 per hour we were finally there. I did not know what to expect. I love cities but Krackow was just the only city where I had not been looking for! "This square is very beautiful!" that wasthe only thing I was told by my grandmother.

Many old buildings, stores that they do not have in Belgium .. That got my attention actually. I must admit Krackow has totally not stolen my heart. I did not feel myself in Poland but maybe that's because I can grasp Poland and hot weather not good We also did a ride by horse and cart, where I first had absolutely no favors. "In a carriage by the city? I want to see the city itself!" But I didn't want to be stubborn  and jumped into the carriage. I stroked today for the first time in seven years a horse. Quite special for me because for a long time I didn't want to know anything about horses. It actually came by all those girls who do horse riding as a sport and put 123489 photos with emotional texts on Facebook. Nothing for me! Oh, what a heat comes from nostrils of a horse, haha!

Eva.

Auschwitz.

Today there was a trip to Auschwitz on the program. After half an hour we arrived. I didn't feel good, did not know what to expect. My family here in Poland had told me that if I went, I would not eat that day anymore. Just before we went inside I wanted to turn back but something in me said I would regret it. I started my trip with a guide. Many stories I already knew because we had learned in school during history lessons got told. It had not been difficult to watch everything for a long time until we entered one room. Behind glass we saw long hair of women, children's shoes, suitcases which they must leave with the soldiers, glasses, dolls of children and so on. I thought I had to vomit. I found this along with the gas chamber so disgusting ..

Afterwards I was glad I did it. I hope something like this horror will not happen again. This was true horror.

het luik waar de gas door kwam.

Eva.