We are at the gates of the notorious death camp that is Auschwitz. After a couple of grey cold miserable days in Krakow, it's eerily sunny and beautiful. The place is calm, trees swaying in the breeze, and the red brick buildings are almost attractive looking. It's freezing cold and the wind is biting. I'm with 4 layers, scarf, hat, gloves, and long underwear - how must it have been with a striped pyjama in the dead of winter...