Snow

I’ve never been a fan of the snow. When I was a kid I tolerated it in that I enjoyed it – more so if it happened to come down just before Christmas and then had the good grace to disappear by the end of January, or at the very latest, the very first week…

Coffee, Crepes and Great Vibes on a Rainy Saturday in February

Crepe Cafe is one of those places in Warsaw’s Powisle district that you may or may not miss. Practically at the descent of PKP Powisle (the local train stop), it may or may not be easy to miss if it weren’t for the statue standing outside. The first time we ended up there was when…

Road Trip to Silesia IV – on friendship(s) (and) final thoughts

Road Trip to Silesia IV – on friendship(s) (and) final thoughts There is an epilogue to all this, because there always is an epilogue to all this once you’ve come back, decompressed and attained the benefit of hindsight. It helps that you are not dependent on anyone or any circumstance in that particular situation.  The…

Silesia III – The Spritzwasser of Clubs

It wasn’t the club scene that was holding us back. It was a feeling, a tingling sense that shouldn’t be ignored and that quite frankly got me out of trouble plenty of times in the past. Because truth is, I loved hanging out where there were people, and whether that was a cafe, a restaurant,…

Silesia II – An Interlude on Relationship Dynamics

Then there was the issue of the club. She really wanted to go there because it spelled freedom for one night. That was the main reason she’d asked us along on this trip, more than chipping in for gas. Her husband was tending to their infant, which translated into frantic phone calls from home every…