germans don't mess around with their pretzels.
the "band pose"
we made the boys try on lederhosen. actually, we didn't have to try too hard. they were pretty excited about it.
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we were entertained by lively and not-so-sober germans, irishmen, italians, frenchmen, and even a few ladies from new jersey.
it's not an experience i'd repeat, and certainly not one i'd like to have at night. but for those few hours, i was enjoying the atmosphere.
a later trip to dachau was a sobering experience. i had to fight to see hope past the despair. one interesting observation posed by my history-nerd-friend, tommy, is that germany is honest and willing to own up to the atrocities of past leaders and governments. they have memorialized many of the places where these things occur, and german students today all go to visit a concentration camp as part of their curriculum. can we say the same in the united states? how willing are we to admit our mistakes and learn from them? i think our country is still too young to do so. it's like we're a stubborn, prideful teenager who thinks we can rule the world...
"work brings freedom." not exactly.
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