on the rail track

I am on a train now from warsaw. I don't know if it's the same railroad my brothers were on 65 years ago, but it sure feels like it. The train is very old, at least 30 years, or maybe more? The bathroom is dirty. My brothers didn't have a bathroom, I think. I am heading to Krakow. I've been told that “krakow is great”, and “very beautiful”, and “you should really visit auchwitz”. I am positive they only meant good, but the contrast is still there. I am actually a little afraid. I didn't plan to do that. In fact, I kind of came to poland by accident anyway. I am actually on a scandinavia-western Europe kind of trip. How did I get here?