Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Bremen

After we went to Bergen-Belson, we drove up to Bremen. Once we got to our hotel, we walked over to the Marktplatz. We passed a huge windmill on the way. The Marktplatz was a beautiful main square with several gabled houses. The Rathaus, or Town Hall was gorgeous. It has a Renaissance facade that was built in 1405. In front of the Rathaus is a statue of Roland, the nephew of Charlemagne and the town's protector. It was built in 1404 and symbolizes the town's independence. There is a large church next to the Rathaus that was built in the 11th century. We happened to be there right when the carillon of bells started playing. It was beautiful. But the most popular feature of the Marktplatz was the small statue of the "Bremen Town Musicians" from Grimm's Fairy tales. It is a statue of a donkey, dog, cat, and rooster all standing on top of each other like they did to defeat the robbers in the fairytale. Supposedly if you make a wish as you rub the statue it will come true.

After taking some pictures we headed down Bottcherstrasse. It is a medieval lane where the coopers in the town lived. There was a little square and there was large crowd gathered and everyone was looking up. We stopped to see what they were looking at and realized one of the buildings had a carillon as well. The bells were playing a series of tunes to narrate a huge metal turntable in one of the stone pillars. It told the story of the "Victors of the Sea" with a different plaque representing famous people who had crossed the ocean. When the bells stopped and the story ended, we continued down the medieval alley. We picked out a couple souvenirs, bought some pastries for the next morning, then headed back to the hotel.

The next morning, we headed to Kunsthalle Art Museum. It was a fairly good museum with several famous paintings from all of the big names. There was no photography allowed, so we didn't take pictures inside. After the museum, we headed back to the hotel, checked out and then drove the two hours back home. It was a quick weekend trip, but a lot of fun.











Sunday, March 25, 2012

Bergen-Belson Concentration Camp

One day as I was browsing through Netflix, I decided to watch the Anne Frank story. We've become interested in learning more about WWII since moving here because so many of the things we see had been destroyed and then rebuilt after the war. We have also been able to visit many important sites from the war. I knew we would be going to see the Secret Annex hideout in Amsterdam when my parents come in May. I have been there before when I came to Europe for study abroad ten years ago (wow, has it really been that long?) Anyway, I watched it and cried, but I noticed that at the end it mentioned that she died at the Bergen-Belson Concentration camp. I was curious where that was. So I Googled it, and discovered it was in our state Lower Saxony and only about an hour away from where we live. I called Tom at work to tell him and we decided to drive up to see it.

Bergen-Belson Camp is just north of the town of Celle, in Lower Saxony. It began as a POW camp in 1940 for soldiers from Belgium and France . But in 1941, it ended up holding mostly Soviet Prisoners. About 20,000 soviets were sent there after "Operation Barbarossa." There conditions were absolutely horrible. We saw in the memorial that there were no buildings for them and so the soldiers had to live in open, sod huts they dug in the ground themselves. Within a year, about 18,000 men died of exposure, hunger, and typhus fever. In the memorial, I remember reading that they were so hungry they dug up bugs and the roots of all the plants in the area that soon it was a barren wasteland. They stripped all the bark off the trees, and every needle of the trees. It made me sick to think about how horrible they were treated. Eventually they did build barracks, but they were pretty basic.

In 1943, the part of the camp was turned into a hospital for POWs. The remainder of the camp was separated and taken over by the SS to house political prisoners and Jews, most of them Dutch, intended for shipment to camps overseas in exchange for German civilians who were being held outside of Germany. These prisoners were usually treated better than at other camps since they were being used hostages for exchange for German civilians. But in late 1943, the POW camp was closed and the entire facility become the Bergen-Belson Concentration camp.
That is is when the camp conditions deteriorated and prisoners really began to suffer. There was overcrowding and lack of food. I learned in the memorial that in 1944, there were so many women in the camp that there was no room for them. This would have been about the time that Anne and Margot Frank were living at the Bergen-Belson camp. (They were sent to the camp in August of 1944 and died in April 1945.) The women had to sleep in tents and in November there was a terrible snowstorm that collapsed and killed many women.

There were no gas chambers in Bergen-Belsen, since most of the mass executions took place in the camps further east. But in addition to the 50,000 Russian and other POWs who died at the camp early in the war, it is estimated that 50,000 Jews, Czechs, Poles, anti-Nazi and gypsies died in the camp from disease or starvation. The average life expectancy of an inmate was only nine months. Sadly, both Margot and Anne Frank died of typhus in March 1945 only a few weeks before the camp was liberated.

There was a crematorium at the camp, but most of the bodies were buried in mass graves. As we walked around the grounds, there are no barracks or buildings left. There are only mounds and a stone memorial indicating it as a mass grave. It was hard to comprehend how many people had died there until we saw all of the mass graves. It was so sad to see how many there were. Each was labeled with how many bodies were buried there anywhere from 1,000 bodies to 5,000 in one grave. Family members of specific people ,who died at the camp, have put up individual grave markers in a field to honor them. We found the grave stone in memory of Anne and Margot Frank. It was covered with pebbles to show respect and remembrance.

The camp was liberated by British and Canadian soldiers on April 15, 1945. After the war, the camp was used as a "Displaced Person" camp until 1950. There is still a British Army base right next to the Bergen-Belson grounds.

This was a very humbling and sad place. We left there wondering how such a horrible place could have existed...and that it was only one camp of many during the war. It made us wonder how could humanity treat one another so badly? It will definitely be a place we always remember.

Luckily Ainsley had no idea what was going on. In the memorial, we shielded her from most of it through distraction. She was bored and so wouldn't look at the pictures which was good, because they were really graphic. But they had tv screens throughout the memorial where you could listen to audio headphones of real prisoners telling their accounts of the camp. It was mostly in foreign languages, with subtitles, so we would have her put on the headphones and listen to them. They also had glass cases in the floor of artifacts and objects excavated from the remains of the camp. She would walk from each one and peer down in them. This shielded her from most of it. When we got outside, she was happy to run around. It was raining, but that didn't slow her down. She kept running back and forth and playing joyfully. I admit I felt guilty and embarrassed inside that I had such a happy child in such a somber place. But she is just a child, she doesn't need to know what really went on in there and we never told her. There weren't many visitors that day, so we didn't have to worry about her offending anyone.

There are no buildings left at the camp, so this is a model of what the camp looked like. The buildings on the top left were where the main entrance was. It was the administration buildings, soldiers barracks, hosipital, and prisoners barracks who were being used for as hostage exchanges. On the bottom left is where the POW camp was as well as the trail from the railroad ramp where they were unloaded from trains from all over Europe. All the buildings on the right side were used as the concentration camp barracks.
This was the crematorium
These were just some of the political prisoners


Ainsley sitting in the memorial looking out at the grounds of the camp

Each of the dark mounds are mass graves. The stone on the outside indicated how many people were buried there.
This particular grave held 1,000 people. But we saw them as large as 5,000
Here is Margot and Anne Frank's headstone. They do not know where they were really buried. In the background you can see the obelisk memorial to all those who died at Bergen-Belson.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Schloss Marienburg

On weekends, we try to make the most of our life in Germany and see as many sites as we can. In early March, we went to see a beautiful castle, Schloss Marienburg that is very close to our home in Hildesheim. It is only about 10 miles away from our town. It was a summer residence of the royal family of Hanover. It was once given as a birthday present by King George V of Hanover (reigned 1851–1866) to his wife, Marie. The house of Hanover ruled over the area as well as Great Britian in the 1700s.

We didn't tell Ainsley where we were going. We had been told that the drive up to the castle is magnificent. It is high up on a hill and you get an excellent view of it as you drive on the road in the valley. When we get closer, we told Ainsley to look at the window. We kept asking, "What is that? Where are we going?" When she finally saw the castle, she got pretty excited. We told her it was a real-live castle where real princesses used to live. She couldn't wait to go inside.
This is the view of the castles as you drive up the road from Hildesheim. It is gorgeous but can't wait for it to be greener!

It still serves as the official seat of the royal house of Hanover but parts of it are open to the public. We went on a tour of the interior but unfortunately they did not allow pictures inside. The tour was given in German, but luckily they had an English audio guide for us to listen. We saw main hallway, dining room, the Queen's parlor and sitting rooms, the Queens apartments and library, the two young Princesses apartments, the chapel, and the kitchen. We were amazed by the intricate woodwork of the bookcases in the library. When asked what her favorite part of the castle was, Ainsley replied, "The kitchen." I guess she is more of a Cinderella princess.We could have paid a little more and gone up to the top of the tower. It would have a great view of the valley. But since the trees are so bare, we decided to come back when it was a little greener. It's so close, we can come by anytime.














Ainsley took all of the following pictures while we waited for our tour:
Daddy loves to take panorama pictures with his iphone-one day I'll do a blog post with all the ones he has taken. He's got some good ones.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Lovely Locks


Bad hair day? With Ainsley, she has one almost everyday. When we stay home most days, this is what it looks like. A rat's nest, tangled, and unkempt. But she doesn't mind. Lately she has been asking me to not make it curly, which to her means just brush it straight after a shower and let it dry naturally. Well, straight hair is impossible for her. Even brushing it straight after a bath, it ends up curly...the only difference is that the top is straighter or looser . So one day, I asked her if she wanted me to straighten her hair with my curling iron (didn't bring a flat iron to Germany). She was pretty excited, I've only ever done it one other time when we lived in Michigan...which was probably over a year ago. So we did.

But to give you an idea of what her hair usually looks like, here is the before picture. Notice her tight curls in the back don't even touch the top of her shoulders. The front of her hair is much looser and they barely touch the shoulder. The top is wavy and curly.

Wonder how long her hair really is, here you go!


And here is what Ainsley, age 3 1/2 would look like if she had straight hair. I think she looks a lot more like me as well as more grown up this way.

Her hair is so, so, so thin though and when it was straight it looks much more stringy. Its a good thing she has natural curl, because it gives it much more body.

We wanted to surprise daddy with her straight hair when he came home from work, but sadly it didn't last that long. Just sweating a little during naptime brought the curls back immediately. This is what her hair looked like by the time she went to bed that night.