Those Crazy Poles

This morning we leave Poland for our route home:  Warsaw to Frankfurt with a 10 hour stopover before heading off again.  So it’s gonna be a long boring couple of days.  Frankfurt Airport is horrible.  It’s massive.  But the signage and maps are totally unable to explain where you are and where you want to…

Baby You Can Drive My Nysa

This morning we are in the hands of Adventure Warsaw to experience their “Off the Beaten Path” tour.  An our incredible journey starts in an original Polish van, the Nysa 522, symbol of Polish communist times. Our guide is Adam, and there are two other guests along for the ride.  Given we are already in the…

Warsaw’s Sad Panda

Mum and I are on our own today as Dad has gone down with a cold.  Whilst this is unfortunate for him, we are a bit excited that as well as sightseeing, it means there will also be an opportunity to do some shopping. On the way to the old town (Stare Miasto), we stop…

Searching for Princes

So last night was our family dinner and I got to meet Stan (who is related by marriage a little way back, so not really a relative), his son Waldek, wife Dorothea and daughter Paulinka, plus the family of Dad’s cousin Graszinka, her daughter Dorota, husband Wyeslaw and daughters Paula, Susie and Maya.  It was…