I love the hills and I love to travel. This blog takes you to some of the places I have visited on my jaunts – the mountains I have yomped up, interesting people I have met (you always meet interesting people in the hills) and adventuresome capers I’ve had on the way.
The mountain of human hair. A whole room of it. This was the most upsetting part. Mostly black or dark brown, but dotted with the odd blonde curl or splash of grey that would have belonged to someone’s daughter or sister; grandmother or grandfather. This suddenly made it real. Our visit to Auschwitz hadn’t been … More Auschwitz: A poignant memorial