Polandia
Alex, Sam, and I decided to split apart for a few days. And by that, I mean, I needed some me time, so I left from Prague to the city of Gdansk, where I found my friend Paulina, and her grandma.
After a few days of extremely tasty and healthy food (they’re slightly health nuts) and relaxing on the beach, I made my way over to my hometown of Ketrzyn.
I met my love of my life Alex there, and for the last week or so have just been relaxing in my family summer home.
My family is crazy *but I love them, the entire country of Poland is depressed and moody and can’t stop talking about money, and everything is renewed.
From these two cities I can see Poland has changed a lot, and that it may not be for the better. A lot of its character is gone, and the people seem to be getting more and more moody. Things are a lot more expensive, some people aren’t making more money, and it’s created a strange and unwelcoming climate in Poland. One thing I never noticed (probably because I never used to speak English in Poland), is that they are very unwelcoming to tourists/immigrants. I always knew most Polish people were racist (they don’t get a lot of exposure to “different’ cultures), but I never had it directed at me before. Nothing specific, just lots of stares (more like glares), and passing comments when you walk by (in Polish, thinking we can’t understand).
The Poland of my childhood is gone, both in attitude (this might just be me), but even visibly, as everything has been rebuilt, and it looks more like Germany.
Not being drawn to come back any time soon. Oh well. Easy come, easy go.
