My final day in Munich was spent at the Dachau concentration camp memorial. I debated over going for a while but ultimately decided it was an important place to see. It is one thing to read about it in books during a history lesson and quite another to visit a site of such atrocities. I planned to spend a couple of hours there, but it felt disrespectful to leave after so short a time and so I ended up spending the whole day there....
This is the story of my climb of Mount Kilimanjaro, the highest point in Africa, and the worlds tallest freestanding mountain. I have wanted to climb this natural wonder for several years now, and this year I made it happen. Some may ask, “Why climb a mountain?” and to that others will answer “Because I can”. For me, this this was a personal challenge to prove to myself that I am strong enough, that I am worth my name which, while there is no direct English translation, means “grand, immense, magnificent....