None of my photos do it justice as wandering through this memorial, you’re left with a feeling of isolation and confinement. There was just shy of 40 of us roaming through it at the same time and as we randomly turned a corner, we would be shocked to find that we almost ran into someone else. When we all reconvened at a near by coffee shop, we used words like cold, coffin, and confusing to describe the feelings we had when we made our way through the memorial.










Holocaust memorials the world over tend to leave one feeling sombre, as they should. This one looks particularly bleak.
After some thought, I felt it was well done. It was smack dab in the middle of Berlin instead of being tucked away like the camps were. Hard to deny or ignore history when it stares you in the face.