Spring VaCa

Things to know about Poland and its people
They like their Jesus.
They are not very friendly nor happy.
It's Eastern Europe dirt cheap class all the way.

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Warsaw on Easter Monday is closed. Nothing is open. All I wanted to do was go to the Russian Market, stroll around in the Vodka distillery, and eat perogies from the monks. Instead, Rex and I saw bears. Which was really cool, but we were really just thrilled to see something manifest off our to-do list rather than another locked door. Whatever Europe.

In better news, some equivalent of a redneck Pollock thought it would great to share her dirty wash water with the people on the street. I received a hefty portion on my head. When Rex and I stopped to look up at the apartment building to see who had sloshed us, the couple just yelled something in Polish, and if you didn´t know, I do not speak a word of Polish, so I couldnt even honor them with an onslaught creative cursing. But I am dry now, so its okay, and now it´s just kinda funny.

In better better news, the euro is worth four times as much as Polish currency, so Warsaw is cheap, even after Berlin it is still real cheap. Rex and I are going to take avantage of the circumstances and head back to the Russian Market tomorrow, and try a few Humana store or two--which is the same second hand shop chain we scored a lot of good stuff in Berlin. It´s a good thing we are going too, today my hostel locker tried to eat my shirt, but only got away with snagging and ripping my sleeve, so I need a new one.

The most exciting news of it all, I uploaded a nice chunk of photos for everyone to admire. Go to photobucket.com and search my sn continuetojam2 for the the most recent.
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Tomorrow afternoon will hopefully see us off to Munich were we will enjoy oversized (Rex size) liters of beer and the hospitality of a German family (thanks Juliette, you get credit!) I say hopefully because this trip has only been snaffu after snaffoo as far as leaving and getting to places. Eurolines Mid-Season Bus Passes need a good talking too, and probably a spanking.

We left a day late from Paris because there were no places left on the bus. So we got to Berlin after a fourteen hour bus ride and we were so excited to see Ben that we didn´t purchase paper tickets, but we did remember later and made a call and got two reserved seats. However the bus driver who spoke no language but his own, did not let us on the bus. I had my saddest cute face on, and he still did not let us on. We just wanted to go to Prague, but we were PROBLEM TICKET as he said, sorta. So our generous hosts, Ben und Jasmine, welcomed us back their fantastic fourth and a half story apartment, and two days and one great dinner later, we made it on the bus to Warsaw. Upon arrival here, we try to buy tickets to depart tomorrow afternoon but everything is closed. On verra!