Not having a driver’s license, Babcia is not able to go where she wills when she wills. For the last few days, K has been taking the lead, I believe, more or less deciding on the agenda. Today was Babcia’s day.
She wanted to visit a friend. Where? I can’t recall, and the area doesn’t really look familiar at all. There’s a restaurant — karczma it would be called — that looks like a place near Spytkowice, but I don’t think Spytkowice has apartment blocks like that.
So odd to be looking at your own family’s pictures but not really knowing much more than a stranger at times.
Playgrounds don’t tell you much, but the architecture of the wooden buildings shows that it’s still in the general area K grew up, still in the mountains.
Perhaps you should ask K.
We visited my mom’s old friend in Jordanow. They worked together at the beginning of their teaching careers. Then we visited her two granddaughters at a horse farm in Toporzysko. They are at a horse camp there. Their program appears to be better than the one in Rogoznik, so we are considering sending the girls there later in July. Finally we visited little school, that was recently closed down. That was the first school my mom worked at. Now that building is occupied by nuns. The nuns were always there, the building is right beside a little church, chapel. They moved the primary education classes to a bigger school.