Pióro

In the bus shelters and on the lampposts around Warsaw are loads of letter-sized posters. They generally advertise one of two services: English language instruction and karate lessons. I was pretty happy to see these signs as it looks like I’ll be able to put my skills to work here in Poland. It seems all [...]

Epiphanies are not always that profound. I think if you ask the Catholic Church or James Joyce, epiphanies are supposed to be life changing. But something can hit you and when you tell someone else about that something, it sounds retarded. Mine goes like this… Mar and I were walking around the Old Town of [...]

Friday the 13th, at about two in the morning, we crossed the Lithuanian border and finally arrived in Poland.
We were the only ones on the bus whose passports were closely scrutinised and collected. I find it hard to believe that the stamping of our two lowly passports resulted in the incredibly long wait, which I [...]