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We did not want to go to Auschwitz-Birkenau.

After all, it had taken us a lot of time and effort just to get to Krakow.

Krakow is known for its huge black-and-white horses that look like Dalmatian dogs. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

The sun was out, and it was a perfect day. Pretty Polish girls walked by in summer dresses. The cafes of Old Town were buzzing and there were buskers singing and juggling in the Market Square. Bike riders pedaled around the old castle moat while carriages pulled by horses that looked like huge black-and-white Dalmatian dogs clattered by.

There were gardens and cathedrals to explore and huge platters of Kielbasa sausage and beer to taste, and everywhere you looked, there was a fantasy of an Old World city filled with castle towers, sculptures, spires, narrow alleys, elaborate door fronts, flower markets, shops, tourists eating ice cream, locals on roller skates and, in a word, “fun!”

To leave this to go to perhaps the single darkest place on Earth – the spot where men had inflicted unthinkable horrors on fellow men was …well, unthinkable. But there was no choice. We had to do it.

Everybody in Krakow loves drinking beer at Market Square. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

But first, “the Good!”

KRAKOW – The Good

Krakow is a knock-out. It is not as large as Prague or Budapest, and it doesn’t have the familiar history of a Paris, London or Rome. It wasn’t devastated and rebuilt like Berlin or Dresden, but inch-for-inch, what it does have can match any of those cities for sheer beauty and excitement – all in a walkable compact area.

The Polish love beer and vodka and both were cheap and available everywhere, but especially great in Rynek Glowny, the largest medieval market square in Europe. The place is simply teeming with people and outdoor cafes. This is what makes Krakow Old Town a UNESCO World Heritage site.

There’s always something going on in the Market Square, like traditional Polish dancing. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

The seven-century-old square is surrounded by restaurants, St. Mary’s Basilica, the Town Hall Tower and the incredible Cloth Hall, which may be the world’s oldest shopping center. The Cloth Hall sits in the center of Market Square and is a Renaissance marvel built in 1555. It once sold silks, spices, leather and exotic goods. Today, it is filled with countless stalls selling tourist shot glasses, kitchen magnets and amber jewelry, but the arched ceiling and setting still make it amazing, now matter what’s for sale.

But it is the area around the square where the nonstop action takes place. One a Thursday evening we saw thousands of young people roller skating round and round. There are buskers dressed like Mongol warriors and Napoleonic Polish lancers, singers doing rock or Polish folk songs, traditional dancers and stands selling Kielbasa (which means “sausage” in Polish – Kielbasa Krakowska, sausage of Krakow, is the most famous). Other great street food treats are Maczanka Krakowska, a sort of pulled pork in a bun, and Obwarzanki,  the “Krakow bagel” of ring-shaped bread topped with salt or sesame seeds.

Kielbasa Krakowska stands are everywhere and as tasty as they look. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

The square is also a beehive of elaborate carriages pulled by colorful horse teams, the horses decorated with high feather plumes. Altogether, it is colorful, exotic and unforgettable.

Surrounding the Old Town is Planty Park – an area that used to be the moat surrounding the city walls and is now a circular river of a green park with bike paths and benches, gardens, cafes and picnics. We rented bikes and rode around and around, the whole experience like being in a movie.

Along the park is the Barbican and the Old City Walls, Wawel Hill (which is dominated by the 14th century Wawel Castle) and Kazimierz, the old Jewish Quarter of the city and another area filled with cafes, restaurants and beer halls.

Krakow’s incredible Cloth Hall may be the world’s oldest shopping center. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

When my brother and I visited Krakow a couple years ago, Kazimierz was booming as a popular international destination at night, especially for young people from England on bachelor and
bachelorette parties, who swarmed this area because of cheap flights, inexpensive beer halls, and its party atmosphere.

Touts were roaming the streets to encourage young men into the beer halls, many of which had strippers. When one tout approached me and my brother with the line, “Six beautiful strippers,” I had to mention, “The guy down the block has 10 beautiful strippers,” to which he seem perplexed. He thought about it, and then replied, “Ten! Ten??? You want 10 strippers? I can get you 10 strippers!!”

There is a fun statue in Market Square where you can take turns posing in the eyes. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

Hard to say what will happen after the pandemic, but it’s also hard to believe this area will not again be a night center with a slightly bohemian atmosphere of bars and beer halls. Of course, if you read Rick Steves’ guide, it is also filled with historic buildings, synagogues, art galleries and museums, one of which we actually visited.

Krakow resident Oscar Schindler was propelled from relative obscurity to international fame by the 1982 book, “Schindler’s Ark” by Thomas Keneally, and the Oscar-winning 1993 Steven Spielberg film, “Schindler’s List,” much of which was filmed right here in Kazimierz. Schindler was a Nazi party member who during WWII took over operation of a former Jewish factory in Krakow manufacturing pots and pans with an enamel coating. But Schindler was different from other wartime industrialists. His factory workers, all Jewish, came from a nearby concentration camp.

Some 1,200 Jews who were saved from execution by Oscar Schindler. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

Over time, Schindler became sympathetic and developed ways to give them more food, arranged for them to live on the factory grounds, created “vital” paperwork so they could avoid deportation to the death camps, and eventually moved them all to a new factory in what is now the Czech Republic. Through his efforts, 1,200 Jewish concentration camp workers who would almost certainly have died were able to survive the war. Schindler lost his fortune in the effort and eventually died in poverty.

The site of his factory and office have become a major destination, and now tell not only his story, but the entire story of the Nazi occupation of Poland with the heroes who resisted, the collaborators who helped the Nazis, and the thousands – millions – of Poles and others who were caught up in the madness of Nazism and died in nearby concentration and death camps. Before the war, one quarter of Krakow was Jewish, living in peace in this neighborhood with Polish Catholics.

For those into it, there are long tours that will take you deep into the salt mines with helmets and outfits. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

Here, at least in this museum, you can celebrate the basic kindness of some humans who will put their own life and fortune at risk to help others. But it’s time to move on to the bad.

KRAKOW – the Bad

I’m not sure if people still use the expression, but throughout much of my 50 years of working life, after a pleasant lunch with friends and coworkers, we would say, “Back to the salt mines.” The implication was a cynical thought that there was no job on Earth quite as bad as working in a salt mine.

It must have taken centuries and centuries of sifting though all the bad jobs to determine that working in a salt mine was the worst. After all, we don’t say after a break, “back to the library,” or even, “back to the blacksmith shop,” or “back to cutting hay.” No. It’s “back to the salt mine” that has stuck, and probably with good reason.

The stairway down into the mines is 380 steps and a little unsettling because it is held up by ancient timbers. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

One of the big attractions of visiting Krakow is going to the Wieliczka Salt Mines, alternatively promoted as the largest, oldest, most continually operated and other adjective-laden salt mines of the world. It is big.

You enter the mines by walking down 380 steps on a wood, circular staircase that never ends. The entire 1.8-mile walking tour involves going down 800 steps into a world where the constant temperature is 57 degrees. Bring a jacket.

The salt mine has been here 700 years, being developed in 1368 by Polish King Casimir III the Great. You can only see 2 percent of the mine, thankfully, since there are 178 kilometers of shafts. You’ll visit 23 chambers and four chapels carved out of salt, the Chapel of St. Kinga being the showstopper, with a miniature of the Last Supper carved in salt. For me, to be honest, the gift shop and cafeteria area were the most incredible, comprised of a huge, well-lit cavern. Nicolaus Copernicus, Fryderyk Chopin, Pope John Paul II and that old salt mine worker Bill Clinton are among the many who have visited here.

The grand hall of the salt mine is a bit overwhelming, but you are especially grateful here that you exit by elevator instead of climbing 800 steps to the surface. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

The mines had 2 million visitors a year before the pandemic. And yes, working here was no picnic. The workers arrived in early morning before sunrise and left after sunset, never seeing daylight. Horses that labored here carrying salt were born and died underground, never experiencing the outside world.

Although the salt mines were a hard place to work, they are very easy to get to. Every block in Krakow has people selling tours to the salt mines, but it’s just as easy to do it on your own and take the electric
light rail trains to and walk to the mines through this pleasant town. The trains could not be more modern. They are horizontal elevators (no driver). You get in, wait, it takes off and electronic messages in English announce each stop. It’s a painful reminder of how much more technologically advanced in public transportation even Eastern Europe has become, compared to in the Americas.

The infamous sign at the entrance to Auschwitz — Work Brings Freedom. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

KRAKOW – The Very, Very Ugly

So here we are, back on a stellar day, boarding a van with couples from Australia and Italy on an English tour bound for Auschwitz. It’s a two-hour trip there, and we’re all a bit nervous and after the usual, “where are you from?” chatter, the van grows quiet. Of course, we’ve all seen “Schindler’s List” and a dozen documentaries, and have a vague idea of what we are in for.

But nothing can really prepare you for Auschwitz. Your first impression walking around the camp is, “well, this isn’t so bad.” The Auschwitz concentration camp was row after row of brick dormitories, which have survived and, from the outside at least, look substantial. It’s not until you hear how many people were crammed into each one and the lack of food, overwork, cold, inadequate clothing, lack of sanitary conditions and torture that went with them that you begin to understand.

The Nazis wasted nothing and collected human hair, clothes, shoes, watches, eye glasses and even knocked gold teeth out of dead bodies. On the tour you pass through rooms filled with these items that the Nazis had collected and left behind in their haste to escape. No photos are permitted in the rooms. This is a photo of a photo on display in the museum. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

And then there are the rooms. In 1941, SS Reichsfuhrer Heinrich Himmler singled out Auschwitz as the site where the “final solution” would be enacted – the total eradication of the Jewish population. With little emotion and few adjectives (they are not needed to induce horror and revulsion), your guide tells the story of how 1.5 million Jews and political prisoners from all parts of Europe were shipped here to Auschwitz-Bickenau in overcrowded rail cars. The prisoners had been deceived into believing they were being relocated to new homes and factory jobs, so they brought along all their belongings.

Upon arriving at the new adjacent death camp, Birkenau, they were told to leave their bags (the bags would be delivered to their new homes) and to proceed to showers to be deloused. Those young and in better shape were pulled from the railcars and separated to go to work camps. After being divided into men and women and disrobing, the prisoners entered what appeared to be large showers, going so far as to have false shower heads on the ceiling. Some 2,000 people would enter the “showers” at the same time.

Cans of Cyclon B found at the camp by liberating troops are on display. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

Then, 5 to 7 kilograms of Cyclon B would be poured through grates, creating a gas, and within 15 to 20 minutes, all 2,000 people trapped inside would be dead. After shaving and collecting hair and knocking out gold teeth with hammers, the Nazis would move the dead naked bodies to incinerators or cremation pits.

In the rooms of Block 4, you follow the process and see the few photos that were taken. In Block 5, no photos are allowed. Here, in room after room, you walk past glass walls, behind which are the
possessions taken from the prisoners of Auschwitz before they were murdered. One room is filled with human hair, which the Nazis used to stuff sofas. The next is spectacles and eyeglasses, then men’s shoes, then women’s. There is a room of suitcases. The Nazis were so methodical, the “fake” addresses of where the suitcases should be sent to mythical new homes are still written on them in chalk. Then
last — the one that will stay with you forever — there is a room stuffed from floor to ceiling with baby shoes.

Concentration camp workers would be stuffed into these compartments with no heat or blankets after a long day of working. When they ceased to be able to work, they were transferred to the adjacent death camp of Birkenau. Pulse News Mexico photo/Rich Grant

You leave the camp as you entered it, under the cynical gate sign: “Arbeit macht frei.” Work brings freedom.

The tour moves to Birkenau, perhaps more familiar since Schindler’s List was filmed here at the still existing railroad station. The Nazis destroyed the furnaces and much of the camp, but there are historical markers to indicate where things were. Standing on the historic rail platform, it does not take much imagination to visualize the stunned passengers, getting off rail cars after sometimes a 1,500-mile journey with no food and little air and water, being met by guards with barking dogs and machine guns, being torn from their possessions and family, but being reassured, “yes, yes, after your delousing, everyone will be together in your new house.” But as you approached the shower building, the four furnaces next to it worked 24 hours a day, spewing the area with the dark black smoke of burning bodies.

There is no talk in the van ride back to Krakow, where a few stiff drinks are definitely in order.

IF YOU GO: It is impossible to predict how the pandemic will impact travel in the rest of 2021 and beyond. However, the attractions mentioned are either 700 years old or infamous and will certainly be around long after things return to normal.

HOW TO GET TO KRAKOW: We arrived in Krakow in a very fun way by taking a night train from Prague. You board the train at 10 p.m. in Prague’s main station and get your own little compartment with bunk beds and a sink (bathroom and shower down the corridor). Bring your own drinks on board and you can hang out in the corridor drinking with fellow adventure train travelers and swapping stories. The train includes breakfast pastries and tea or coffee and dumps you (penniless) in Krakow station at 8 a.m. Penniless because Poland has a different currency system, but there are change booths and ATMs in the station to switch Czech money to Polish and be on your way. You will have to switch money if taking a tram or bus.

AROUND EAST EUROPE BY TRAIN: You can continue the intrigue and mystery of night trains by taking the midnight train from Krakow to Budapest. Polish rail equipment is not quite up to Czech Rail, but still adequate. Once again, you arrive penniless because Hungry also has a different currency, but easily fixed in the station at change booths that will take your unspent Polish money and convert it. From here, you can continue the boom and bust scenario by taking still another train from Budapest to Vienna (unfortunately, the cities are too close to offer a night train), but you will have the pleasure of once again arriving in a new country without any local currency and will have to convert to Euros. And excellent idea from here is to continue an Eastern Europe tour by taking trains to Dresden and then Berlin (both of which take Euros!).

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