Awkwardly Introverted

Poland surprised me in the best way possible. From the haunting echoes of Auschwitz and Birkenau to the vibrant streets of Warsaw and Kraków, this country carries its past on its shoulders — but it’s also fighting hard to move forward. They are trying to make up for their past better than America is. That was clear. Warsaw has been remade from rubble — literally. It’s so colorful and full of life now. My guide once joked, “Warsaw ain’t pretty,” but honestly? The square was gorgeous. Bright buildings, cobblestone streets, music in the air — and that moon 🌕? I swear it looked like you could reach out and touch it. That’s a core memory right there. The coffeehouses in both Warsaw and Kraków were what coffee dreams are made of. Cozy corners, rich espresso, desserts that looked like art. They’re not just cafés — they’re experiences. Kraków gave me a funny and horrifying story I’ll never forget. The night before we were leaving, my duffle bag just gave up on life. The seam ripped while ...

 Auschwitz & Birkenau 😢 🏘️  There’s no easy way to write this. There was no easy way to be there. Auschwitz and Birkenau are not just historical sites — they are mass graves disguised as silence. Standing where over a million people were murdered is not something you prepare for. It doesn’t feel like a “place.” It feels like grief itself. In the air. In the earth. In the walls. 🛑 ARBEIT MACHT FREI — “Work Sets You Free” That phrase still haunts me. You see it welded into the gate at the entrance to Auschwitz I, and again at Sachsenhausen before that. It’s a lie. A psychological weapon. A false promise meant to manipulate. The Nazis gave prisoners a sliver of hope just to crush it. Nobody was set free by work here. They were worked to death, starved, shot, gassed, or simply forgotten. What kind of evil do you have to be to hang that over the gates of a death camp? And it wasn’t just Auschwitz. This phrase greeted prisoners across multiple camps. It was propaganda as pois...

As heavy as Berlin’s past is, it’s also a city full of light — through art, resistance, and memory. I kept thinking about how the Berlin Wall became an open-air gallery. Instead of tearing it all down, they turned trauma into color, expression, protest. I love that energy. It’s like Berlin is saying, “We won’t forget — but we’ll keep moving.” I wish I had more time — especially after coming home and learning that the Nefertiti Bust is housed right on Museum Island. That’s one of the most famous sculptures in the world! Next time, I’m doing a deep-dive museum tour — no rushing. One painting I saw in the Alte Nationalgalerie, located on Museum Island in Berlin, Germany 🇩🇪, really drew me in — Émile Bernard’s Le Café (1913). I’m not even sure why it pulled me so strongly, but it did. There’s so much layered into it — beauty, spectacle, power dynamics, maybe even exoticism. It felt bold, dynamic, almost cinematic 🎞️. Definitely the kind of painting I’d hang in my own space 🖼️. A conver...

“Before Auschwitz, There Was This” Germany | June 2025 Before this trip, I had never even heard of Sachsenhausen. That fact alone haunted me. We talk about Auschwitz. We talk about Birkenau. But Sachsenhausen — one of the first Nazi concentration camps and a model for many that followed — is often left out of the conversation. Why? Maybe because it’s located in a peaceful, scenic town just north of Berlin — Oranienburg — where tourists sip coffee and locals walk dogs. But that’s the thing about the Holocaust: it didn’t only live in places that look haunted. It infected the ordinary, too. Sachsenhausen opened in 1936 and was intended to be a “model” camp — which just makes it sound even more chilling. It wasn’t just a place of punishment. It was a training ground for SS officers. It was where techniques were tested before being rolled out elsewhere. This was not a hidden failure of humanity. It was a system, perfected. There is a gate that greeted prisoners — including Jewish people — a...

Memory as Resistance: What a Holocaust Study Abroad Trip Taught Me About Now.  From Auschwitz to East Berlin — a Black woman’s reflection on history, hate, survival, and what it means to remember. I didn’t expect to come home with this much on my heart. What started as a study abroad trip through Poland, Germany, and the Czech Republic — learning about the Holocaust — turned into something deeper. I saw mass graves. I stood where genocide was organized and executed. But I also saw resistance, resilience, and how memory fights back. As a Black woman, I couldn’t separate what I witnessed from what I carry. This isn’t just about history. This is about now. Below is the full reflection I submitted for my travel journal. It’s long — because history is long. And because silence is dangerous. Thanks for reading.  Thanks for remembering. ✨ Introduction: Walking Through Memory Study Abroad, Soul Abroad When I signed up for this Holocaust study abroad trip, I expected it to be inten...

I just got back from my study abroad trip through Germany, Poland, and the Czech Republic — and somehow I’ve returned with a heavy purse full of coins and cash from every country we visited. Not just souvenirs or cute little keepsakes. I mean actual legal tender that I can’t really use now unless I magically teleport back. Let’s call it: “The Accidental Currency Collection.” 🧳 Where I Went Just to set the scene — we visited: 🇩🇪 Berlin, Germany 🇵🇱 Kraków, Auschwitz, Birkenau, Warsaw – Poland 🇨🇿 Prague, Czech Republic 🇬🇧 a 6-hour layover at Heathrow Airport in London where the chaos peaked  💸 The Mishap That Started It All So the extra money situation started in Berlin at a flea market. I was trying to take out just a little cash from an ATM — you know, just enough to buy a few things. But nooo. The machine refused to let me cancel, and next thing I knew, I was standing there with way more euros than I ever planned to carry. Fast forward to Prague, where I stopped at a ...