I woke at 7 but refused to wake up till 8 since I didn’t have to, still feeling very anxious I got ready for the day, going to breakfast was interesting seeing everyone and recalling the last days activities. Then we were off on the bikes. From the hostel we rode to the WW2 museum. It was four floors of memorabilia and facts about the war. Filled with interest in cultural connections to music, film and consumption.
Then we left for the panorama, it was a long and bumpy ride on what I am assuming (praying) will be the worst road we will experience on the entire trip. On this trip we had our first person fall: Janice was literally standing still and fell off her bike and like a lady bug on its back she laid there flailing for a second before being picked up off the ground. When we arrived at the panorama we were late so we got 10 minutes to see the entire museum it was nuts. It was a big room with a three story look out were you could see what happened to Dresden because the allies in the war, a quote by Amber Laurie comes to mind:
“History is often written by the winners. There are two sides to every story. “
We had free time for the afternoon, Allison, Hannah, Allison, Ellen, Calvin, and I went exploring the square, in and out of little stores. After Allison, Ellen and I broke off from the group and went on our own back to the mall, found a store called New York Style which was like a hybrid of Pull and Bear and H&M. Got some things. It was cheap. We returned to the square to take a few group photos in front of the Martin Luther memorial and lay a wreath there.
Honestly about half of this blog and the whole last one were written sitting there with the Dutch kids. After a while it started raining so we returned to the hostel, and after a good chat with Ellen we hit the sack at 2 am.
Also a picture of our Mexican hostel: