Final day / morning in Poland. I find myself thinking over what we have been through over the last few days. It's has been horrific, the acts committed, the things we have seen. But I don't feel as emotionally drained as our visit to the battlefields last year. Why? Maybe it's just the nature of the delivery, the emotive element was absent? Maybe I have reached a point where I have seen so much human pain that I am becoming more accustomed or immune to it? ...

Where to begin? Today, took a bit more of a serious turn on our trip to Poland. It began to hit home why we are really here. We started the day in the heart of the Jewish quarter with a visit to the oldest synagogue in Poland. This once beautiful building created to worship Yahweh, was now transformed into a Jewish museum. I couldn't quite shake the feeling that through all the glam, that some how humanity had lost its way, and that even though the synagogue...

Arrived in Poland to a chilling -2c. First experience was a new for a person from Edinburgh. A tram into the city, running on time, and costing very little! We arrived in the centre to be greeted by RC churches everywhere, a super sized Holy Corner no less. Our funky little RE teacher guides, one looking a little bit like a hobbit and the other Victor Meldrew, walked us into the central square. It instantly reminded me of Bruges. Huge cobbled square, hors...

Well, leaving on a jet plane in 7 hours with 60 pupils.... Not really sure how to feel about it as we're heading to Auschwitz. Stay tuned to find out.