Villa Pascal Gdansk

... are quite miffed that we passed without an offering of bread. Several people stride along the shore close to the water with walking poles. Hubby thinks they are cross country skiers practicing. As some of these people are quite old, I am not sure. More power to them. We sit at a café on the beach and have a drink. As the sun goes lower, the breeze picks up and it gets chilly. We choose to walk back ...

... 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.

... next to me if they want anything. They ask what they can get for whatever amount of change they have in the local currency. She sells them a snack and moves on down the aisle to the next row. The ladies have to poke her to get her to come back and give me a drink.<br><br> Into the furniture store. In the market for a new bed. That's expensive and one would think the ...

... like a good deal plus we had been looking for a guide yesterday and just couldn't find any in English. We hope into her little electric golf cart vehicle and she plays an explanation of each of the historical buildings from mpg files on her cell phone. Sure can&#8217;t get my cell phone to do anything like that. We had already seen a lot of the things she took us around to see but she ...

I had my final bus ride with blasting Balkan folk music for a while until I return down there for almost a week end of September. As for this music, picture the most annoying Abba song and add accordians and some raspy off key voices straining to get the words out. Better yet picture a cabaret of Muppets performing with Gonzo or Ms Piggy in the lead and you get the picture. Funny how my earplugs can block out the sound of dozens of jet engines out on the ...

... including St.Marys Church, said to be the largest Brick built church in the world. With our feet sore from walking we elected to try out the Gdansk nightlife, we found a nice airy bar in an old church like building by the Golden Gate. The evening sun shined through the coloured windows creating a pleasing kaleidoscope effect. Next came our second mistake, the Celtic Bar... I think i might have been intrigued to see if the Celtic Bar served Scottish Beer, and the fact that ...

... entrances to the city long ago and marks the beginning of a restored area of buildings and shops. It would have been a very nice place to walk around, shop, look at buildings and get a bite to eat except that it is all outdoors and it was pouring rain. Our guide had a very irritating voice and style of speaking. As soon as we got off the bus we, along with half the bus, ditched her and just walked around <br>on our own. We found a ...

... at the gate stopped us and showed us back out. Going to try out a milk bar for dinner tonite and some pierogies. Jill found a link to her Polish ancestry today at the market hall. Her name was plastered all over the place. We still love our hotel, a renovated granary, and the view is awesome. Moving on to Warsaw tomorrow.

... would make sense why i came across some gravestones for Teutonic Knights :-) It looks massive from the outside but there are big courtyards and once inside you are actually allowed to see very little. The entry price includes a tour in polish, which i ditched after 15mins of getting hellishly bored, and wandered aimlessly by myself guessing what rooms were and where i was supposed to go next. There were no signs or maps ...

July 21 we docked in Gydnia, which was an hour bus ride from Gdansk, so we signed up for another tour. We were happy we did as this did not feel like the safest place. We had a scruffy deep voiced Polish woman as our guide who explained to us that many of their young and talented people are leaving Poland for better lives as they do not have enough work in Poland. The main claim to fame ...