Short stories & travel reports from a life spent living, working and exploring the globe.
Nanjing Massacre Memorial
My life as a committed traveller isn’t always about climbing mountains, cruising down rivers and gorging on delicious new foods. Sometimes you’ve gotta deal with the difficult things too and go face to face with stuff you’d rather turn a blind eye to. Sometimes, in order to truly understand a place and its people, not to mention fully appreciate my life as a privileged digital nomad, it’s necessary to delve deep into the awful depths of history’s darkest moments.
I couldn’t image going to Krakow and not seeing Auschwitz, or mincing about Cambodia while ignoring sites like The Killing Fields and Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum. Similarly, it would’ve been impossible to get a true feel for the identity of modern Vietnam and what makes its people tick without visiting the war memorials of Hanoi or confronting the unfathomable dreadfulness of Ho Chi Minh’s War Remnants Museum.
The Nanjing Massacre, which took place throughout December and January of 1937, is considered the worst atrocity ever carried out against the Chinese people. The city’s incredible memorial hall museum and sculpture park is an essential component of a visit to Nanjing, so off I traipsed to join the Golden Week throngs, pay my respects and continue this never-ending quest to learn more about myself and the world I live in. What I didn’t know is that I was embarking on an almighty battle just to get myself through the front door. For the full story, have a look at my articles on: