Ann Frank house, Amsterdam...her father has turned this into a museum...it was surreal to have entered the building I had read about when I was around 13 yrs old. what's more amazing was to have stood in her room and see the pictures and posters she had glued to the wall.
holocaust museum washington dc. A room of just shoes on both sides. You can see their societal status by the type of shoe. I say this is favorite because I stayed in this room of the museum for at least 30 minutes just staring at all the different kinds of shoes and imagining what the person was like who wore those shoes.
Holocaust Museum - Washington D.C. I cried like a little baby in here. Before you get on the elevator to see the museum, they give you a passport from this endless wall of passports. In the passport is someone's story from the holocaust..I picked one and opened it up, and the woman had the same birthday as me. She ended up dying at Auschwitz.