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Published: July 29th 2006
We took a rickety old train to the supposedly sleepy beach resort of Leba, along the Baltic. Well, it was full to the brim with Polish holiday makers trying to get to the beach, so we ended up with a decently priced room, except it was far away from everything. Our uneasiness among the heat and the crowds melted away instantly when we rented some bicycles, which I havent rode on this whole trip, I almost forgot how great they are. We took the seven kilometer ride to the Slowinski national Park, after making a stop to buy some picnic foods. We had lunch on the Baltic coast, with views of not much because of a strange fog, except for some school groups. The water was actually a bit of a disapointment, because it was sort of dirty and there have been no waves so far in the three oceans Ive been to (Mediterranean, Black, and Baltic.) Still, it was great to be at the beach, and I sort of felt a sense of accomplishment that I had crossed the whole contintent from one shore to the other.
We got back on our bikes and rode to the foot of
the sand dunes, which were just stunning. They just blow from the sea onto the shore at a rate of 10m a year, huge sand dunes that the Afrika Korps trained on during world war 2. It was definitely worth the trip out to Leba just to see them, I promise Ill put up some pictures when I can. After we came back we had to contend with the sleasy beach\carnival atmosphere, but I got some good ice cream out of it.
The next morning we were trying to get to Berlin, which was a difficult connection. It was made even worse by my stupid assumption that there would be an ATM at one of the connection stations or they would take Credit card. I was 0 for 2 so we had a 4 hour layover in Lebork, a thouroughly uninteresting Polish town. I did have my last Polish meal of ruski pierogi, which are dumplings filled with potatoe and cabbage. We again almost missed our next train, caught it with 1 and a half minutes to spare, and sweating like madmen, we realized that we were on a German train, by the pleasant staff and air conditioning. We
were heading for Berlin, der Stadt. Actually, I was mostly just catching my breath and trying to stop sweating. Gross.
Theres too much to write about Berlin in the time we have, so Ill do it in a day or so. Thanks for tuning in.
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Lizzy
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Hello from a German
I'm here at a music festival in Fairbanks, and there's an awesome jazz violinist from Berlin. I told him you're in that area, so he says hello! I hope everything is going well, when do you get home? Lizzy