W Polsce
Tears of joy, fresh chicken broth with homemade noodles, potatoes with dill, unexpectedly meeting friends while out on a walk — it was a good homecoming.
The trip here was fairly painless. L made new friends, starting in Charlotte.
We got on the plane and discovered why Lufthansa is the airline of choice for so many:
L’s own private little bed, attached to the bulkhead wall. She loved climbing into it, then out of it, then into it, then out of it…
Eventually she enjoyed sleeping in it, but not for three hours.
The trip back from Krakow to Jablonka — which should have taken 90 minutes by car — lasted almost three hours (including a short stop). Poland is hosting the Euro 2012 football championship, and they’re in a building rush. Still, it allowed us to slow down for the views.
Someone else apparently was spending too much time looking at the views.
We got home, ate dinner, then headed out for a walk. Kajtek is definitely out of practice, as it only took a few moments to wear him out completely. “You’ve got hard couple of weeks of training ahead of you,” I told him.
During the walk, we literally saw the cows going home.
And some staying out in the fields.
Lastly, I discovered that Poland’s “fast” option internet connection is only 4-5 kbs (seriously) and I suspect there will be fewer pictures posted during the trip than I’d hoped. Which is a shame.
As to posting speed: can you load the pictures and walk away from it, or is a communal hotspot? I found that I was a lot less impatient with the slowness of many rural Internet connections in Europe if I did not have to watch the progress myself.
On a more significant note: it was wonderful to read about your homecoming. Mine is never quite like that. You leave a troubled family, you return to a troubled family. Yours is magic. All the good of Poland, wrapped into that community. It’s a joy to follow along!