Staying in a shitty hotel makes you appreciate the little details. For example, if the shower’s pressure is good, you tend to spend more time in it than you should, or if the breakfast’s scrambled eggs are good enough, that’s pretty much all you’ll have for breakfast. Everything to take your mind of the communist themed hotel which, I’m sure, they didn’t intend to have a “theme”…
Funny how some of the best food I’ve had in Poland is either Japanese, Indian or Mexican. At least the local beer is quite nice.
In Poland, the sign for a men’s toilet is a triangle, and a circle for women’s.
Photo from here.
I am weak: I’ve succumbed to Facebook.
I haven’t seen much of Warsaw until now but, so far, I like it more than Łódź. It’s more “international” (it has more tourists), more vibrant, and the tourist zones actually look like tourist zones, not like a very long street with restaurants with names in English.
There’s no real glamour in working in another country, unless:
- you have the time to do some sightseeing
- you actually know what you’re doing
- the hotel you call home doesn’t actually suck
(I actually managed to get two of those points right.)