We planned a quick weekend trip to Kraków and Auschwitz. It was a beautiful city, and everyone seemed so friendly. We explored the city some, drove by the Jewish Quarter and Schindler’s factory. Sunday morning we went to church, it was in a downtown office building on the third floor. A very small congregation. But we heard from the mission president and it was such a wonderful meeting. On our way home we stopped at Auschwitz Concentration Camp. I was overwhelmed by the size and the juxtaposition of flowers, green grass and trees blowing in the wind, and birds singing amongst the vastness of such a devastating place. And for me, it was a physical feeling, just hard to put into words.