Saturday, July 18, 2015
We’re on our own for breakfast but there is coffee and hot
water in our room. Last night a new lady
was on duty and she gave us cream packets and a jar of Nescafe to add to the
stash in our room. We also broke the
news to her that we were shortening our stay to three nights. Those stairs are just too much and we really
only have a couple of days’ worth of things left to see.
I make oatmeal and Marilyn has one of her diet breakfast
packets and we’re ready to conquer Warsaw.
We’ve decided to take the bus down to Lazienki Park to see the summer
palace and Chopin’s monument. We do a
fine job, after asking several people for help, of finding the bus stop and we
study the map avidly as the bus chugs along so we can locate our stop. Yay!
We did it! The park is beautiful
and quite large and we wander beneath the cool trees and enjoy the red
squirrels and the peacocks. The summer
palace is build out onto the lake and is adorned with many statues. The locals call it the palace on the isle. There are also swan and dragon boats in which
you can take a ride on the lake.
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His chest feathers kind of look like the Polish eagle! |
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The central building of the palace |
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Red squirrel! |
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Just looks like a tree, right? |
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But look again, for this guy! |
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You can feed the catfish! or perhaps a demon from beneath the pond! |
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This one isn't quite so camera shy! |
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Such a long tail! |
As we look for Chopin we find one of the many concert venues
and people are starting to take their seats, so we pull up a chair, take out
water and snacks, and settle in to wait.
Promptly at eleven, a young woman begins the introductions and an a
cappella quartet begins . Although this
is Russian music weekend in the park, these appear to be Polish folk and
children’s songs. There are lots of
little guys enjoying the music and their freedom and many of the parents are
singing along. One of my favorites was
“Flight of the Bumblebee” and from the singers movements you could tell where
the bee was! The program lasted about
half an hour, after which we resumed our search for Chopin. It’s amazing what you can find when you ask!
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The White Pavillion |
Chopin's statue is surrounded by pink and white roses and there is a reflecting pool as well. There are also benches, so there are probably concerts here, too. And there is a marble bench with a button to push. It plays one of the Polonaises.
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Chopin, at last, under his weeping willow. |
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Franz Liszt is here, too. |
Our next stop is quite a ways north and we debate whether to
take the bus. We think we can make it
and it shouldn’t be hard to find. We’re
looking for the hat store. We’ve gotten
to the corner he circled on the map and find the train station. Maybe it’s in there. No.
But there’s a McDonald’s and we just need something different. You can order and pay at a touch screen; but we order and then get our number. When it shows up on the screen you can
collect your food. It pretty much looks
and tastes like at home, which was a disappointment for me. I thought there would be a Polish touch, like
the wasabi in Japan. Although it
embarrasses me to admit it, I enjoyed my burger!
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The US Consulate! Never know when you might need this! |
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And United Nations office! |
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Study in contrasts |
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Later we learned what this was! |
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This is the shot that got me in trouble! |
When we’re outside, we look at the bus schedules, trying to
find one that will take us home. Our
faithful number 116 doesn’t come this way and I finally suggest that we could
waste another couple of hours doing this or just take a cab home. She takes that under advisement. While we’re looking, though, a lady tries to
ask us a question in Polish. That does
her no good! The funny thing is that a
few minutes later two German ladies ask us for help finding their hotel. Since we have a map we can all stare at, the
road is quickly located and they are off.
Little do they know how lucky they were!
We’re still looking for the flipping store and after a block
or two we ask, again, for help. This
time we figure out that we’ve been send to a large, modern mall with a roof
line that we photographed earlier. It
looks like it is melting!
Once inside Marilyn goes to the info desk to ask about hats
and I take a photo. That gets me in
trouble! Who would guess you couldn’t
take pictures inside a mall! At least he
didn’t make me delete it!
There’s only one store that might sell hats and they are
nothing like what either of us is looking for.
It’s about ninety-five degrees outside and we’ve walked a good three
miles in it. We take a cab home.
Then there are those 73 stairs. But at last we’re home. Marilyn braves the shower with two stalls, no
doors and no locks. She’s back lickety
split, feeling refreshed, and lies down.
I’m sprawled in a chair and there is no activity for quite a while.
Once we’re functional again Marilyn redraws our plan for
tomorrow to include what we missed today.
There should still be plenty of time to see it all. Most things are quite close to our
hostel; that’s why we chose it!
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View from our fourth-floor walk-up! |
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We ate here, but not on these swinging platforms! |
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We are staying in New Town (Nowego Miasta) which is only 600 years (lat) old! |
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City Hostel Warsaw |
As evening sets in we walk just a bit down the block to the …
where we can get salads. I have blue
cheese with avocado, apples and walnuts.
And a half liter of the beer on tap, Z….. Marilyn has mint lemonade with her salad and
when we’re satisfied we walk home again, climb the stairs and grab our
computers. By tomorrow morning we should
be all caught up again.
Marilyn has a great idea! We can hang our towels in the big window to keep out the early, early morning bright sunlight! Maybe we can sleep a bit longer. It just so happens that I have five clothes pins in my ditty bag! What a team!
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Worked like a charm! |
I'm so glad! You are most welcome!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a nice relaxed, come as it may day. I hope that it is leaves and not cigarette butts around the Polish eagle bird.
ReplyDeleteI don't want your journey to end. So much info and fun.
ReplyDeleteMe, too, although it will be nice to sleep in my own bed!
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