Monday, 24 January 2011

some bits of Barcelona

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Olsztyn and the Tranquility of Childhood Home

There we were. Enjoying every minute, eating nice food, spending quality time with my Mum and Father now and then.
And then there were Paula and Kuba of course. We managed to squeeze in a coffee and a trippy visit to Pozytywka. Was great to see them again.

I don't have many friends. I have plenty of people I know, but the number of people I can call FRIENDS is literally 6 or 7. Excluding my closest family of course. Kuba and Darek, whom I'd previously mentioned, are definitely in that group. I've known them for donkey's years and somehow they don't hate me yet =)

There was my Mum's cooking, ear candles, aqua park, doctor and all sorts of other things... All in all, typically great Polish experience. Lookig forward to my next stay there =)

Sunday, 23 January 2011

London, Gdansk, Olsztyn... 3 Days of Laughter and Tears - part.2

After yet another display of hospitality by Darek (yummy breakfast) he grabbed the car and we set off for train station. Yes, we did miss the train. So we went for a cuppa coffee.
Boarding trains in Poland is a nightmare. To get in you have to climb really steep stairs into a narrow corridor. But we managed with a helpful hand of a random passenger.
We squeezed through to a compartment and sat down. Our backs were killing us. Then the conductor came... and told us to put 2x30kgs of luggage onto the racks which are suspended around 2 meters above the floor. LOVE POLISH RAIL!!!!
But we managed that too. The journey to Olsztyn was actually trouble free. Even getting off was quite easy.

My Mum and Father were waiting for us on the platform (bless). Even though I'm not much of a family person, it was really great to see them. Some minor struggle to get all the THINGS into the car and we went to my Mum's home. AT LAST!!!! CHILL OUT!!!!

London, Gdansk, Olsztyn... 3 Days of Laughter and Tears - part.1

On December 12 we disembarked the Virgin train at London Euston. Thank god my brother was waiting there to pick us up and help with the luggage. After our usual cold handshake we grabbed the THINGS and merrily set off towards Greenwich. Few escalators and staircases later we weren't so merry any more. The suitcases miraculously started changing their chemical constituents somewhere towards lead and the like on periodic table and we developed sudden muscle atrophy. But we managed. Then we had a great evening with Mike, Nuch, Nada and Naam.

I have to admit. I love my niece. Probably because Nada is my brother's daughter rather than anything else. But one has to admit. She IS cute. They all make a great family.

The following day we went for a stroll around parks in Greenwich with my family, while Andrea was exploring London with Sandemans free tour. And then I went to pick Andrea up from London... And she insisted on seeing a few things. Mind you though, it was 4pm. We had to be on Luton Airport at around 7pm to catch the 8pm plane. Again, my brother came to the rescue pre checking all the connections. On the way to Elephant and something station one of the luggages' handles falls off. Saying 'see you' to my brother, boarding the train. Which was late needless to say. Train stops, is delayed.

We finally reach the airport 40 minutes before departure, run to check in. One of the suitcase 2kgs over the limit, unpack, repack, pay for not having done online check in, run to oversized luggage, security check, boarding aaaaaAAAAAaaaarghhhh... landing in Gdansk

Gdansk Airport smooth... very smooth. We catch a taxi and go to Darek. 20 minutes later and we're greeted by nice tea and food. It's not the first time we are the victims of his insane hospitality. All I can say it, we'd spent too little time in Gdansk. It was great meeting a guy I've known for 20 years yet again.

All the Goodbyes - Or Rather 'See You Laters' in DBK

It's finally time I started writing something here.
I'll try posting some things in Polish as well as English, but will probably be too lazy to do it often.

The journey begins.