I'm in Krakow now. It's not pronounced like "crack-cow" or "crack-cov", it's more like "crack-koo-f". Ooookay... I left Tallinn, Estonia by bus last Saturday and we bumped, swayed, and finally rolled our way into Warsaw (which sounds like var-zah-va??) after 16 hours. 16 hours!! That's longer than the flight from Thailand to Finland! I was feelin' so icky when I finally got off the bus, but it wasn't like, oh yeay, let me kiss the ground, I'm finally in Poland, it was more like, oh crap, so this is Poland? Oops. I'm already knocking Poland in my first post, my bad. So during that 16 hour ride, let me tell ya, a lot of NADA happened. First of all, the Lonely Planet guide book was wrong. There's noooooo food being sold on the bus. One's gotta
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