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Another lazy day
I am not a bit surprised that after yesterday's adventures I slept 12 hours and still felt tired. The temperature outside was rising quickly and the predictions were for about 90 degrees F during the day.
Great excuse to keep reading my book ("Gone Girl" by Gillian Flynn, two thumbs up!) and cook something yummy.
I made baby ...
Up in the mountains for a day
... breathe every breath very slowly and enjoy the beautiful weather God gave me as a bonus.
To continue my own tradition, I had some potato pancakes (mountain style) at a small diner in a log cabin on top of Czantoria. I stayed for little moment to take in the amazing view and then got back on the lift to take more pictures on the way down.
I continued my trip by taking another bus to Wisla, a near by ...
Rain and reading
... I always say I have no time for doing: READ!
I might have stayed home all day but the rain passed and I decided to stretch my legs. I remembered a favor my Aunt Jasia asked of me, to find a house of her friend, who lives in Cieszyn.
Ciocia has never been to visit her friend and they only talk over the phone since the friend moved away from Glubczyce. However, Ciocia has heard that the house has some beautiful ...
The heat is on
... and although the plan was to leave for Glubczyce at 8pm, we were out the door by 9pm. I warned my Aunt that we'd be arriving late and I was glad to make it in time to see the Polish Olympians march in the opening parade.
Needless to say, Uncle Elvis, Aunt Jasia, my Goddaughter Malgosia, and I watched the whole ceremony and went to bed way past 2am.
The Olympic Games are officially open!
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Nameday Celebration
... my luggage.
Apparently, my hankering for tomato soup has not subsided in spite of eating at least one plate of tomato soup every couple of days, so I went to the store and picked up all the necessary ingredients.
I caught up on my writing while the soup was cooking and had it ready just in time for Marek to come home from work. ...