The Awesome Poland Adventure (Part 2/3)
Anyway, today was rather interesting as well. After the debacle with the snow and throwing my very first snowball at an unappreciative friend, we headed off to IKEA once more, this time for the meatballs. At 6 Zl for 10 pieces (1 pound or so) it was like eating with King Solomon for breakfast. The 6 inch German sausage at about 3.50 zl (60p) was also a total steal!
Then, since the aforementioned unappreciative friend said we were already 'kesempitan masa' (verbatim; correct word should be kesuntukan masa), we took the taxi to town centre.
When we reached town, our watches glared at us. Yes, our watches can glare don't argue with me. It was 11.25am. So our feet had to 100m dash to St Mary's Cathedral at where which we found a nice young man who had a sign precariously held vertically high on a stick. The sign said 'FREE TOUR, JOIN US'. Yes, you guessed it. It was our predestined destiny indeed.
The tour was a tour of the Jewish culture in Krakov. And about a few things I am certain from the 5km 3 hour tour around town:-
1. The guide's name was Piotr (pronounced Peter). He is a student of Law, funny and a good informative guide.
2. Krakov vs Warsaw the capital; Krakov wins. Warsaw apparently has ugly buildings.
3. We must all watch the movie by Steven Spielberg - Schlinder's List and also Enemy At The Gates because not seeing it is quite a travesty.
4. There are 293 steps on the cathedral to the top.
5. Apparently to pass the crazy test to be a guide you need a year of studies and then this crazy test which even asks you how many steps are there on the cathedral (!!!!).
6. Nobody passed that test in the previous half year (!!!!!111!!).
7. Peter said we could kick him if he was a bad guide. Verbatim: "But I do have a stick!"
K, at this point, I realise that this is all kind of boring so for the sake of brevity I'll just say that the tour was very mind opening about Poland, Krakov and it's actual awesomeness and the history of it which actually is quite intertwined with Germany and the Jewish. Apparently 80% of the Jewish in the world might have Polish roots or something? K wait don't take my word for it. Sometimes my ears get a little wonky.
Anywayyy, at the end, we as a group tipped a fifty to the guide and said broken 'Chjingkuyas' and then bade farewell.
Awesomeness.
Then we visited a grand castle and took pictures. One of our pals actually termasuked the Royal tombs and freaked the poo out of everyone by running out wailing hands in the air. But it was rather funny in retrospect. K, perhaps I exaggerated a bit. Meh. Still was funny.
Ate at some restaurant Peter recommended us for dinner then headed home :)
There's something interesting Poland which I feel like rapping about now. It's the fact that so little people actually know English! I can't wrap my head around the fact that some of the menus in some restaurants look like Greek to us. Communicating with Taxi drivers sometimes involved mad gestures being tossed into the sky, I KID YOU NOT. It's so funny how we rap in English yet the answer in Polish expecting us reply in Polish.
We rap more in English. They rap more in Polish. Soon we realise we don't get each other. Then the gestures come in.
So far, the only people who speak English are the reception people and waiters in the restaurants. And they are mostly gorgeously good looking. Pretty and handsome people with dashing eyes of various shades. I think perhaps among the better looking set of caucasians. But I digress. So few know English! (P/s: To type this sentence I had to ask the 5 pals whether to use 'few' or 'little' for people because I was still not sure of which one is for the ones that you can count even though my mom gets annoyed and corrects me all the time about this wahahahahaha)
But yeah, it is still such a lovely country. With awesome cheap Ikea meatballs and hotdogs.
And now I want to keep crapping but the cards, vodka 40% and juices (to mix) we bought are not going to play and drink itself so helpful me will have to come to the rescue. (P/s: It's just good fun dad! We're in fact only betting mini pretzel biscuits we just bought from the Shell station next door hahahahaha. I'm with good company :))
Well, that, and everyone is yelling for me to get off the computer.
kthxbye!
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For Part 3: http://joelryanlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/awesome-poland-adventure-part-33.html
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