Cold, rainy Holland and a concentration camp

As all my faithful blog readers have noticed, we have been gone the last week and I haven't had time to blog at all. So now we are back and I have six days to catch up on.

Last Monday was a cold, rainy day and since we were leaving Tuesday morning for France we didn't want to do too much. We ended up going to the only concentration camp in the Netherlands. Vujht was actually more of a transportation camp to move Jews and resistance fighters to other camps in Germany and Poland but they had over 4,000 people held there and it was also a work camp. A lot of the camp has been restored and there isn't too much of the original camp left. In the barracks they slept two to a bed to stay warm sometimes and while we were there we could relate to that, I was freezing. The guard towers and fence were original.
They had ovens to cremate the over 700 people who died there either from disease or at the hands of the Nazis.
This is a memorial to all the children who were taken from their parents and put to death. The parents were told the children were being sent to a nicer camp but they were all just taken and put to death. The youngest was just 2 months old.
It was quite a sobering experience, so Anita tried to make the day a bit happier by stopping by the house where the new puppies had been born just 10 days before. The couple who owned the dogs had a farm and dairy cows that they showed to us also. It was nice to see but the smell was really strong.
That afternoon Rob took Garth golfing again and Garth was hoping he would redeem himself a little bit. The first time he went he played awful; he claims it is the wooden clubs and he is used to sweating the whole time. Monday he did a little better but not much. Rob has been giving him a hard time ever since.

After dinner, we took the dogs on a walk through the moors that are near Anita's house. It had finally stopped raining but was very cool. It was beautiful walking and the dogs were so funny to watch rolling in the mud to stay cool. They were covered with mud. Finally, we stopped at a pond and Anita threw sticks into the water to have them swim and wash themselves off.
On the way home we had a beautiful sunset almost like an Arizona one but in Arizona we don't have any Medieval church towers in the background.