On Sunday, after hanging out in Old Town Warsaw with Djivann, we raced back to Katarina’s apartment to fetch my clarinet, because we were invited to jam with Djivann and his french host Florien.
Katarina showed up at Florien’s as well, and we had a great time making music: me on the clarineo, Djivann on his portable piano, Florien on guitar, Katarina on ukulele, and Zach on tongue drum (or handpan?). Katarina also taught me a Polish song “Hej Sokoly”!
We all grabbed dinner together at a decent restaurant (though the waiter hated us for some reason) and then rode home late into the night
On Monday morning, we packed up our things, said goodbyes to Katarina, and rolled out (but not before locking ourselves out of the building while shuttling our gear haha)
We slowly made our way out of Warsaw, heading mostly along the river at first, then eventually into the farmlands
We managed to get our first Polish grocery trip in – fairly straightforward, though we still don’t understand the ‘nutritional score’ on many items, where Trix is a green ‘B’ but muesli is an orange ‘D’?
We split half a loaf of challah bread at a bakery…managed to find camp fuel (after some confusion) at a hardware store….saw a bunch of storks
We met a guy at a gas station who was very excited to talk to us when he realized we weren’t Poles, but it took us a while to understand he was asking where we were from – he kept saying something about ‘action movie’. When I said I was from California, he did a great impression of a San Francisco hippie
We ended up finding a great camping spot in the forest as it began to rain. We were both so bushed we went into our tents at 9pm without even making dinner. Hopefully we’ll be over our jetlag soon
