Visiting Mum White (Jane), along with Becky, at St. Claud. We touristed to Rochefoucault, pilgrimaged to Oradour-sur-Glane, stumbled upon the home of Cardinal Richelieu, stopped off at Rouen, and finally, almost at Calais, found a much less tampered-with monument in the form of Batterie Todt. Willi Betz 19, Eddie Stobart 12, by the way.
Visiting Mum White (Jane), along with Becky, at St. Claud. We touristed to Rochefoucault, pilgrimaged to Oradour-sur-Glane, stumbled upon the home of Cardinal Richelieu, stopped off at Rouen, and finally, almost at Calais, found a much less tampered-with monument in the form of Batterie Todt. Willi Betz 19, Eddie Stobart 12, by the way.
I couldn't like Oradour.
That's a strange thing to say, I know: how could you "like" a village which the nazis just turned up one day and destroyed? They shot practically everyone. Just like that.
But this place has been "preserved" in a way which, for me, stripped it of any emotion, of any sort. There are a few too many rusty sewing machines on windowsills. It's been manipulated.
I was deeply moved when I read about the village, but not when I saw it. Actually, I recommend you don't go, just find out about those people and be satisfied with that.
The wartime bunker we found later, by accident, was infinitely more imbued with memories and – dare I say – ghosts.
I couldn't like Oradour.
That's a strange thing to say, I know: how could you "like" a village which the nazis just turned up one day and destroyed? They shot practically everyone. Just like that.
But this place has been "preserved" in a way which, for me, stripped it of any emotion, of any sort. There are a few too many rusty sewing machines on windowsills. It's been manipulated.
I was deeply moved when I read about the village, but not when I saw it. Actually, I recommend you don't go, just find out about those people and be satisfied with that.
The wartime bunker we found later, by accident, was infinitely more imbued with memories and – dare I say – ghosts.
I couldn't like Oradour.
That's a strange thing to say, I know: how could you "like" a village which the nazis just turned up one day and destroyed? They shot practically everyone. Just like that.
But this place has been "preserved" in a way which, for me, stripped it of any emotion, of any sort. There are a few too many rusty sewing machines on windowsills. It's been manipulated.
I was deeply moved when I read about the village, but not when I saw it. Actually, I recommend you don't go, just find out about those people and be satisfied with that.
The wartime bunker we found later, by accident, was infinitely more imbued with memories and – dare I say – ghosts.
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