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So I stayed in Krakow for three more days and I'm happy that I did. It gave me a chance to switch hostels to a new one was one of the nicest hostels I'd ever stayed at. It was like sitting in someone's living room. And the bathrooms were clean and didn't smell. And they made a huge breakfast of fruit and ham and cheese and tomatoes and cucumbers and bread and jam and apple pancakes or scrambled eggs. It gave me a chance to climb up to the top of the church tower. Which, really, was a stupid thing...

I once read an article about the business behind Trader Joe's. Basically they were able to deliver a high quality customer experience by limiting the amount of products they sold. Unlike a regular grocery store that might offer 20 different types of spaghetti, they offer one. And you buy that one and are OK with it. The philosophy is that people can get overwhelmed when they have too many choices and will always have buyers remorse. ...

I can't listen to classical music without choreographing ballets in my head. When I was younger I wanted to be a dancer. I attended numerous classes a week: ballet, jazz, contemporary. It was a good way for a shy girl to express herself without having to speak. I wanted to be a ballerina. But my head and my body never quite got in synch. No matter how much time I spent stretching, my joints never loosened. I've never been able to do the splits. I've never been able to raise my leg more that a 45 degree angle to the ground....

After it took going to three ticket counters to find someone who would sell me a ticket to Krakow. After it took three people to help me figure out which track my train was coming on. After I had to stand for three hours on a too-crowded train. After I found out that the train I was on was the only one that didn't stop at the main train station. After a Polish woman helped me figure out which train to get on that would take me to the correct station. After walking in the heat with a too-heavy backpack....