Bye Poland

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I'm snuggled in front of a coal fire with the dogs sleeping at my feet. Here I am at Ray's house at Sutton Bridge. I am back in the land where I am tuned in once again. I can understand the conversations around me and read the signs. This afternoon when I took the dogs for a walk, I photographed the pile of wood that will be the bonfire for Guy Fawkes night. Apparently it will grow even larger.

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Photos

Night Statues in Wroclaw
On my way back to the hostel last night, I came upon these statues. Neat street art.

Night light
I wonder what they represent.

First Stop
On the train towards Kings Lynn, this is the first stop. Strange name for a town, eh?

Bonfire pile
This is where the party will be.

Junk
Maybe Guy Fawkes bonfire has more to do with getting rid of junk, rather than celebrating the fact that parliament did not blow up?