I found Poland!
My first day in Warsaw, Poland.
It was my first biggest concern: finding Poland. When I left for Berlin with no concrete plans past those first 5 days I had it my head that there was a good chance that I would never figure my way out of there.
But I managed.
And I bought a ticket and found a train to Warsaw.
And I found my hostel without getting myself lost.
And my bedroom that night was perfect…
(Alas, I had to switch rooms for the next night because when I booked all the nights weren’t available in one room.)
And then I took a walk. And tried to find food. Poland is harder than Germany. In Germany looking at words on a chalkboard menu at least somewhat made sense. In Poland I have no idea.
So after walking past too many good looking restaurants to count I ended up choosing a touristy looking place that had big pictures of pierogi outside. (I’ve now seen this same place all over so I guess it’s a chain).
But in any case. I got dinner.
And then I stopped for strawberry ice cream. Which I got by pointing and and holding up one finger to say one scoop. And it was yummy.
Ice cream seems to be big here. I’m not complaining. I don’t know why but in my head I think I equate “freedom” with “eating lots of ice cream.” And it’s a good path to follow.
So I ate my ice cream. And didn’t get lost on my way back to the hostel. And then went to sleep in my pretty pink bed.