...to lapy we go...

we left our privelaged life in warsaw for an atm-less city roaming with cows...and swarming with an abundance of flies..

and let me just tell you, getting out was not easy. traveling and not speaking polish in poland do not go well together. somehow we made it to the correct train station with the correct tickets...
after a screaming match with the crabby bathroom attendant..apparantly you have to pay to pee..listen lady its not my fault you're stuck in a bathroom all day..she would not give me my 2 złotych in change..

may i also add that the trains in poland are certainly no LIRR...nope not at all. Here in NY, they're always saying watch the gap, which is literally only like 3 inches, just enough for your shoe to fall in...nope not here. its like a 3 foot drop from the platform to the trains steps..but still there are no announcements forewarnings you and preparing you to step into "the gap"

so we arrived in łapy greeted by rob's cousins and his dziedzik, flowers for me, and plates of golabki, masses of zurek, rye bread and all the kielbasa one can eat (not to mention all the strange meats covered in fat which i steered far far away from.) The next day we went to lubecze to visit all of robs' aunts, uncles and cousins where they forced us to drink shot after shot of vodka with all sorts of polish cakes, cookies, meats, pickles and bread..

then the planning for our trip to krakow began..