Tonight was our first conversation about the Poland trip in just a few weeks. I honestly don't know how to feel about the trip. On one hand, I'm nervous for the rush of emotions at the concentration camps, but on the other hand I know the experience will be memorable for the rest of my life. I have learned a lot about the Holocaust from nine years of Jewish day school, but it has always felt almost distant; I had no family in the Holocaust, and I have met only a few survivors. The part of Poland that I am most anxious for is the pure reality of it. I will be there, where the Holocaust actually happened, and I don't think I will ever be prepared for that.