2025-01-09
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I felt quite fresh and was delighted with the enthusiastic welcome of the crowds who were waiting in the rain and who gave me the Nazi salute and shouted Heil.
At the tops of their voices all the way to the station.
There we entered Hitler's special train for the three hours journey to Berchtesgaden.
All the way up there were people at the crossings, the stations and at the windows of the houses all howling and saluting.
We drove to the brown house a good deal higher up the mountain.
Halfway down the steps stood the Fuhrer, bareheaded and dressed in a khaki colored coat of broadcloth with a red armlet and a swastika on it and the military cross on his breast.
He wore black trousers such as we wear in the evening and black patent leather lace up shoes.
His hair is brown, not black, his eyes blue, his expression rather disagreeable, especially in repose.
And altogether he looks entirely undistinguished.
You would never notice him in a crowd and would take him for the.
House painter he once was.
After saying some words of welcome he took me up the steps and introduced me to a number of people among whom I only distinguished General Keitel, a youngish, pleasant faced, smart looking soldier.
We then entered the house and passed along a very bare passage to the celebrated chamber or rather hall, one end of which is entirely occupied by a vast window.
The view towards Salzburg must be magnificent.
But this day there were only the valley and the bottoms of the mountains to be seen.
That was Neville Chamberlain.
He was writing to his sister Ida after his trip to Hitler's mountain lair on Thursday 15th September 1938.
And Dominic seems to have been completely obsessed with what Hitler was wearing.