Good pictures, thank you for sharing. I visited Dachau in 1995. One of my grandfather's close friends was sent there, but fortunately he survived, though barely. They said he was a walking skeleton we he came back after the war.
The one thing that really gave me the creeps, for lack of a better word, were the railroad tracks leading to the camp. There were a few other people there during my visit, but was very quiet. It felt like a communal experience with the dead, it's really frightening, though it felt like relief at the same time. It's very hard to describe. I hope to visit Auschwitz someday.
I also remember feeling the same when walking through Oradour-sur-Glane. For anyone interested in WW 2 history, I don't think a visit to Europe can be complete without visiting one of these awful places. They must be seen.