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... which was on time and landed slightly early.
That bonus was wiped out though by Billy leaving his passport on the plane and being unable to get through border control until it was found and bought to him. H went home, no point him hanging around, but I waited for Billy as I intended on getting a taxi home, and he doesnt live far away so there was no sense in not sharing it. It set me back £100, but after the weekend I just wanted to go to ...
... tour that I went on this afternoon. They are all here for the European Cup Football (soccer) qualifying match between Scotland vs. Poland. There were a few people from Scotland on the walking tour and we got to chatting.
The walking tour itself was very informative about the various sites we strolled passed - Royal Castle, Presidential Palace, Ghetto Wall, Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, Marie Curie museum and Chopin museum to name a few. The NATO and ...
... of the reality in the Ghetto; a reality of suffering, hunger, disease, and death. The operation was so extensive, that it even included information and documentation concerning events occurring outside the Ghetto, including accounts about concentration camps and outside Polish resistance movements. The collection overall included also correspondence, reports, and even personal studies and ...
... what those rebuilding the city faced at the end of the war.
After the museum, I made my way back into the city before walking up the royal mile towards the old city. It was incredible how well the buildings along the road had been rebuilt, had I not known or see post WWII pictures I would never have guessed they were not original. This was also true of the buildings in the old town and is credit to all the people who were determined for their city's history ...
... other international airport counters and as I waited i observes so many nuances of local dialoguing. The level of empathy shown to each other was like none that I had seen before in my travels. There was a quiet sensitivity mixed with a ceof individual automony. i felt like a school girl again. Waiting to be inspected and my every move watched and monitored carefully.
It was to be my first experience in a true communist country.