Published: July 2nd 2011July 1st 2011
The movie theater side of the giant central complex donated by the Russians.
Day 013, Thursday July 1
Our first stop in Poland was in Warsaw at night Wednesday June 29, the man we shared a cabin with on the train (we had to book seats, thus couldn’t exile ourselves from the world in our own cabin) went on and on about how great Krakow is, and how Warsaw was entirely not. When we arrived our first impression was a gorgeous bright sun peering over the spires of an incredibly HUGE complex, apparently this place holds a cinema, a stage for musical productions, a shopping complex, a church, everything all extending out from this one towering center. We arrived a very late in the day as our train was late by an hour and a half, just the start of consistently late schedule for everything we participated in during our stay in Poland.
The next day we found our way to the old town, a stark contrast the otherwise grey and dreary place, it was beautiful, colourful, full of life and a lot of fun. We took our time and enjoyed the sights, but other than looking at everything there wasn’t much to do, we tried to then find a cemetery that
was purported to hold the final resting places of many important individuals, but failing that we switched our focus to simply getting back to the city center. That was easy enough based on the ever present tower as a landmark, as we reached it we realised there was a movie cinema inside, and it dawned on us that Transformers 3 had been released.
As luck would have it they were playing it, in glorious 3 dimensions. The man at the ticket counter informed us that the building was paid for by the Russian government as a part of reparations for the transgressions of World War 2, and just generally for being communist dicks for a little while there. The movie was amazing! The best of the series, a surprisingly pleasant continuation of the character arc for Sam Witwicky, and a not horrible replacement actress for Megan Fox, but honestly who the fuck cares, I went for giant robots beating the shit out of each other over a backdrop of explosions and Transformers 3 gave it in spades! Crazy action, TONS of robots not so much in disguise, rather constantly engaging in fisticuffs not caring who the hell gets in
A fountain in the center of a nice garden path.
the way, this one definitely resides in the upper echelon in the list of high body count films. Oh, and a sick trailer for Mission Impossible 4: Ghost Protocol (Sick name!) first live action film by director Brad Bird, the genius who gifted the world with the perfection known as “The Incredibles” as much a spy film as it was a super hero film, so I can’t wait to see what he brings to the Mission Impossible franchise.
We hoped on the train to our next city, Krakow, arrived late, again, checked in then immediately went in search of medical supplies for Alyssa, she had a growing pain in her foot, which was now a full blown injury of some sort (I'm not sure what she did to it, it's swollen, it's red, it hurts.) but she knows what she's doing. Though it seems you can't buy a splint in this country at the local pharmacy, in fact it would seem only hospitals can accommodate you in that department, so, in full MacGyver mode, I broke a plastic knife in half, shaved off the sharp edges, and attached it to her foot.
Before going to sleep we made sure to book an additional night in the hostel, as there is at least 2 days’ worth of stuff to do (that we really wanted to do) and we want to make sure we don't push the injury too far.
The next day it rained like a mother f.