Quick facts:
four to five hour train ride – with transfers – to get there, in addition to a four hour tour. Bad decision on our part.) but it is more than worth getting there and back. We were only able to stay for about a third of the four hour tour but the amount I saw and learned in that small span of time has given me enough to think about for weeks. For only a small amount of PLN (the equivalent of about eight euros, six for students), you’re given a tour guide and a listening device, and have access to both complexes of Auschwitz I and Auschwitz II – Birkenau. All of the buildings still stand as they did in the forties, but about half have been converted to a museum-like state of information panels while the rest retain their original furnishings for display purposes. Like I said, we couldn’t stay for the whole tour, but the things we had the chance to see were life-changing and astonishing. I deem it a must-see and hope that I have a chance to go back in the future.
much gang spray paint tags on all the concrete…let’s just say I was a tad disappointed. BUT if you walk just a few blocks northwest, you’ll find where the real center of the city is. There are loads of old-fashioned buildings and monuments and it’s big enough not to get crowded – even on a bright and warm Sunday afternoon! Plus, if you walk deep enough in (or get a big lost like we did), you come out on a huge terrace that overlooks the city! (And thus is the only existing picture of me in Poland:)
Graffiti: Like I said before, there is a lot of tagging in Poland. Most of it is gang-related or just stupid (and, if you head into Warsaw, a bit shockingly anti-Semitic) and really brings down the city’s beauty. However, if you look closely, some of it will turn into works of art. There were stretches of building that was under construction that was heavily tagged so it was almost a mural – something that made the thundering of jackhammers a little more bearable.
freeze to death. We got the menu, decided on an appetizer, pizza, and salad to share, ordered our red wine, and decided to wait in shivers for our meal. Then, the amazing happened: our waiter appeared with two of the warmest, fluffiest blankets I’d ever felt in my entire life. We wrapped ourselves up like little cannoli’s and spent the rest of the (amazing) meal in total comfort. Also: incredible (but small) bruschetta, a crisp and spinach-y pizza, and a salad with THE MOST DELICIOUS HONEY BALSAMIC DRESSING YOU WILL EVER TASTE IN YOUR LIFE. Anyway: blankets and Italian food. All you need in life.
Labels: adventures with henry, poland, travel, warsaw