Our visit to Chernobyl
Sabbatical travel allowed us to see history with our own eyes.
My past experiences have shown that seeing things in person has a much larger impact on me than watching something about it on TV, looking at pictures, or reading about it online. Sometimes it can be shocking or upsetting, but part of the reason we love traveling is that it allows us to be really present someplace.
As a kid my parents took me to Yellowstone shortly after the major forest fires. I had seen the news coverage, but it wasn’t until we got there that I became truly aware of how big and terrible this event was. Driving past miles and miles of blackened hills full of dead trees, the smell of the burnt forests, and the sense of loss all left a lasting impact on me.
Years later, I saw the last space shuttle launch. The launch was amazing, but what struck me was the sense of loss I got from the thousands of people who came out before sunrise to see it.
Being able to visit Chernobyl was an opportunity I didn’t want to pass up. I didn’t know what I would witness, feel, or see, but I felt deep down that it was important to do.
This article appeared in the Spring 2014 issue of UU World (pages 20-22). Photo: © 2013 Sonja L. CohenComments powered by Disqus