Once Mallorca came to a close and Ms. Weber and I returned to “life as usual” we were reunited with two more New Yorkers who came to stay, Elise and Christian. They traveled from far far away to see my new life in Berlin, (and maybe do some Euro sight seeing while they were at it.) The day after they arrived we ventured to Poland, thanks to Elise’s friend from home who grew up there and happened to be here at the same time, and went horseback riding through the Polish countryside.
It was really beautiful. The only downside was that many of our riders were less than comfortable on horseback and everytime we broke into a trot there was a serious fear we might drop one or two. But alas we made it back to the stables an hour and a half later with all bones in tact and all riders clinging tightly to their horses.
We were then treated to a delicious meal by a very generous Polish family, (thank you to Elise’s friend Kasia!) Her mother cooked up some delicious chicken soup and wild boar, among other traditional delicacies. My only regret was not taking more photos of the amazing food as we were eating, (as you can imagine my mind was concentrated elsewhere!) But I did manage a nice shot of her father sharing some very appropriately aged Brandy (1985).
So unfortunately we didn’t have much chance to explore Poland in any great way, but it was nice to know how close to the border of Germany it really is (about 45-60 minute train ride,) so I know it’s accessible to venture through again. From the small amount I was able to see I can definitely say there is a marked difference between Germany and Poland – from development of the landscape to the architecture of the buildings, but to say anything else wouldn’t be a fair assessment. Oh, and of course, Polish hospitality seems to beat out anywhere else, easy!