For me, Treblinka was not a personal experience, but I was still extremely emotional--much more than I expected to be. I think what struck me most was the beauty surrounding the area and the idea that people would feel totally helpless. You're in the middle of nowhere, naked, your head shaved and no one knows where you are as you suffocate on poison gas. I got such a sense of helplessness and confusion--which I am sure is what the Nazis intended.
Irena Sendler, (click her name for more info about her) a Righteous Gentile who saved 2500 Jews (another remarkable person!), speaks about that day here:
That story really stuck with me as I toured the remains of the camp. There isn't much there, but each Tombstone represents an entire TOWN or CITY destroyed in Treblinka--for an idea of scale.
|Tombstone for each country Jews were sent from
|Symbolic cremation site...where bodies were disposed
|Symbolic train tracks and ramp, where victims came out to a fake train station with fake time tables.