Dom Muzyka Gdansk

... to spend time walking along it and sitting on the benches and taking in some sun. it’s just a lovely pier. There is a side pier that is gone and only the pilings are left. Cormorants and seagulls and mallard ducks make this their resting place as they dry their wings and contemplate feathers before jumping in the water again for another snack of fish. A few brave men jump in the water and ...

... milk or dark, white chocolate, and on and on. Oh the menu made one drool. My husband got a classic. I went for the white chocolate with raspberries. Deliciously decadent. How do these people manage to go to work each day? Just sit in the café and have one delightful flavor of chocolate after another. Swiss Miss has been relegated to the back pantry, possibly forever.

We enter the electronics store. We have a mission. The plan is to buy a new laptop, a mini me that can travel with me around the world and anywhere else. The clerks are standing around a register discussing their activities of the prior evening. We stand next to them. They do not notice us. We check each computer in the store, play a game on one, and check prices. No one ...

... old prison and torture cells but while the sign outside shows lots of things to see inside, there was no entrance gate or ticket seller.<br><br> As we are walking into the old town on the pedestrian area, a young tourist guide approaches us. She gives tours in an electric car for ½ hour, an hour, or 1 ½ hour which includes going up to an overlook of the city. As I always go UP, it ...

... at 9:45 in the morning. I am glad to see that it's not just MARTA that is so crisp and inviting to the nasal cavities. A picture of Pope John Paul II hanging inside the bus blessed me as I paid the driver, and two pinetree air fresheners dangling above the entrance freshened the whole experience. <br><br>On the way out of Gdansk I noticed that we rolled right past the Von Hundret and Six bus stop and the little old man in the kiosk from yesterday. Boy would he be proud of me ...

... antiquated mini refridgerator - the lettering on the side telling me it is Russian manufracture. Whatever, I can drink ice-cold beer again during the evening on the small balcony of my cabin. No more polish Pivo - aka catpiss when drunk lukewarm - which the shopowners keep telling me is best drunk when warm...<br><br>Armed with my aquarelics and sketchbook I take a ramshackle and dust covered tram to downtown Gdansk - more Russian ...

Umm well it is def not Gess you!!! I am in Gdansk! BEAUTIFUL wow and right near the ocean- I am unable to go SEE the ocean but they ahve canals going through the city- so it is ok!!! I found some really cool Polish beer place, it is outside and it is just some weird shack adn epopel buy beer and sit on picnic benches!!! So I got a beer and sat down and realized it was ALL Polish MEN! So I drank them all under the table!!! I tried to go to this torture ...

... there was a lot of the heavy, depressing Russian influence with their huge ugly multi-storied apartment complexes made out of concrete. If they wanted to spread their architecture, why couldn't they have picked their beautiful buildings, like in St. Petersburg? It would be interesting to see Poland in another 10 years or so if they are able to remain free and prosper. We returned to the ship and are off to Ronne, Bornholm, <br>Denmark.<br>

... any time soon, but dining at a milk bar was something I've wanted to experience. You simply can't beat the price. And it was way better than the ****** cafeteria meal we had in Tallinn, and was only slightly more expensive. Mary-ism #21: Mary started to talk about the numerous purposes for her hands. I simply covered my ears to protect them from the certain onslaught of dirty things to come. As we walked, a ...

... moment has she was in a hurry to see some movies in cinema with friends, she hurried that I put the card on my phone to test and I was first copying my contact number aside cause as I expected I didnt remember my pin code :S. So it made me in a well mood... But that was short since I contacted Frank who looked for it and sent it to me so everything was back in normal. I went to get some grocery and back to Anya with the train. She was back and there was a norvegian guest as ...