Heading towards Vcity (Vilnius)

CIMG0737My week of Warszawa haz passed. Today is Friday 25th of da aprilz.

Ill be heading towards Vilnius. Its an early one this time. I decided to take the train to Suwalki (a town very close to Lietuva borders) there were no highways in between Vilnius and Warszawa, for some reason I was not in the mood to try hitchhiking it. Also the train is unimaginable cheap so my laziness be like Fuck dat Shit. Train it!!! the train left at 07:20 and would arrive at Suwalki around 12:45, this train trip cost me 15 euroez.

The trip was amazing. I felt allot of emotions when the train left, the people in Warszawa were so kind to me. Slawek, Pio n Asia were such beautiful Spirits. leaving home was easier then leaving Warszawa. The first half an hour of the train trip i had a big smile on my face while leaving some tears of joy, it was a good thing. This emotion i didn’t feel in a long while. I was able to give them a place. this felt really good. After watching the train leave Warszawa, and seeing the area around, I slept for a bit. I was very tired of all the stuff that happened in the past vew days. After sleeping for about an hour, I was again amazed by the beauty of Poland. I crossed farmland, creeks, Rivers, Forrest, Hills, more forests. little villages, Forrest and eventually we got to Suwalki. (back then i wasn’t thinking about bloggzzin. so i didn’t picture it hopefully you will someday train/drive that part of Poland. its really amazing!)

Arriving at Suwalki was different then usual, to explain: Usually i know what road I am hitchhiking and where I Am going. Same when leaving Berlin I knew where I started hitching and where i was going. Due to no map of Suwalki, I tried the map at the bus stop, but I could not figure out what street I should go to and where to walk to cuz it had only bus stops, not much info about streets them self. Basically i oriented on north and started walking north. Of course this was not exactly going to the road I imagined ending up at, so at the nearest bus stop I tried to communicate with the locals.

In Warszawa locals speak English. Here in this little village they did not… eventually I met a hippie who spoke very lil English. He pointed out the way the bus would drive, told me what bus number to take to get to the road I needed to hitchhike north, told me how much bus stops i should wait before leaving it. and as usual, he bought me a ticket (i had polish money but he insisted buying the ticket for me)

Finally arriving at the right road to head north (about 6 bus stops later) i walked to the local market, got myself some Cardboard to write a new shield and started walking the road north. At a gasz station with a lil bank i changed my polish money to litas (which was around 10 euros. that got me 30 litas). then I started thumbing again.

I guess i waited for about 20 minutes when 2 sisters stopped Ugne (Fire) and Goedre. They didn’t cross the border but they were kind enough to drop me off at a gas station right before the border. It was a 15 min drive through amazing scenery. Ugne was a ballet dancer, I can remember this because my mother used to do the same. but i cant recall what Goedre was studying.

At the gas station i had to wait a bit longer. But eventually some Lithuanian dude who came from Poland going back home at the coast of Lietuva stopped and offered me a ride to Kaunas.

CIMG0738As usual My game plan when someone brings me over the border. I asked him to teach me Lithuanian after a short introduction of course. Lithuanian language is weird, they don’t have W or X. and their alphabet has 2x C n E n Z stuff like that they use ‘ on top of them to make them longer/different. My mind was all into Polish, this change was hard for me at first. but after a while i got really used to it.

 

we had a chat about Lietuva wildlife and wild foodzies that grow in the Forrest, he told me about the different laws about Lietuva, for example: its normal here to walk next to the road, and you can camp outside as long as it is not a protected nature area. We spend allot of time on the language and the pronunciation. Kaunas was a 2 hour drive ETA, he wanted to drop me off at a bus stop. It is very common here to hitchhike from the bus stop, he told me that would be my best chance rather then the Gasz stations. We couldn’t find the bus stop he wanted to drop me off, so he dropped me at a gasz station anyway.

There I was. For the first time solo in Lietuva. My game was the same as usual, I parked my pack with shield, this time it said Vilnius and started talking to peepz who came out of the shop. Labas Vakaras, do you speak English ? heading to Vilnius maybe? I don’t know if it was because its Friday, but my first impression of the Lithuanian locals was not so well. They were kind-ish, but also very distant. besides that. no one went to Vilnius. They all either went inside Kaunas or the usual excuses “ill take the next exit”  after a while some dude who didn’t speak English very well tried to explain me there was a bus stop not so far from the gas station. He be like: go through Forrest, lil town n then bus stop. I figured I should try the bus stop, the gasz station didn’t bring me much luck so far. So I bought a hot dog and went scouting for the bus stop.

It was really close and seemed perfect. The highway was a 3 lane road and it had a merging lane which came from the gasz station. Now I had more chance finding a ride cuz i had the cars from the gas station and also the cars driving the highway, at least that’s what i thought. After a while some car stopped at the bus stop. I ran as fast as i could to the car, grabbed my pack from the grass on my way n ran a bit more. when i got to the car and opened the door. the lady was like:

I’m very sorry but i just had to stop to make a phone call. I’m not going to Vilnius, I’m sorry. I laughed and be like: dang you gotta be kidding (i didn’t actually said this) It really looked like she stopped for me. Maybe she changed her mind.

I kept trying, but no luck.
I think I stood there for about 3 hours. people smiled, waved, did weird sign language from their car. I think most of them took the next exit or went to Kaunas instead of Vilnius or had full cars. and they tried to explain this by sign language. this was much different then in Poland. where they did this less. i started to understand why Lietuva is supposed to be Hitchhiking Country. people are more used to it here.

Then I noticed some other dude starting to thumb in front of me. I was like. dafuq dude. you gonna try at the same spot as i am? in front of me. whuuuuuttt? not much later he walked to me, he was from Belarus. Didn’t speak English. I tried to tell him i stood there for about 3 hours. and had no luck at all. but he didn’t seem to understand.

Sun almost set, mentally I prepared to pitch my tent somewhere next to the highway and was scanning the area for a nice spot. while still waving my sign to the cars passing by on the highway. But with this crazy Belarussian there I figured it wouldn’t work today.
I decided to try one last time at the gasz station until sundown. If I couldn’t find a ride. I would find a place to pitch my tent.

Back at the gasz station I did my best to talk proper Lithuanian and put all my charm in it.
The first dude n lady I approached spoke very well English. At first they were like, whaha dude, we are indeed going to Vilnius but we cant take you our car is to small. I of course didn’t feel like sleeping next to the highway so didn’t take no for an answer Besides these were the first peepz going to Vilnius ever since I got there. So I be like: No problem I can take my pack on my lap, I’m a skinny dude. it’s all cool, I don’t mind. You know, I just gotta get to Vilnius tonight!!! eventually the dude, his lady friend and their friend fell for my charm and changed their mind. They let me join them in there rather small fancy sportscar. They were right. it was really small. I couldn’t sit straight. I’m a rather long dude compared to the peepz here, but it was comfy enough.

The chat was similar to the last dude i drove with. We spoke about the laws in Lietuva, they thought me more about Lithuanian language pronunciation and the alphabet, also the lady went to Holland for a bit for school. they knew some dutch words like Klootzak, I really liked them and i felt like they liked me. They told me some classic Lithuanian foods I should try. the sun set right before i joined them in the car. at first they would drop me of at the edge of Vilnius. but after getting to know me, they decided to drop of their friend first. and help me out a bit.

CIMG0624Via Bas(izreal) I found some hostels because I didn’t have a place to sleep that night. They were kind enough to call them and reserve a bed for me. They warned me walking alone at night close to the central train station wasn’t such a good idea. I figured ill manage. But they insisted on bringing me to the hostel and hop by a bank first so i could get some more money. Eventually they showed me the old town of Vilnius, the train station. and dropped me right in front of the Hostel they called for me which had exactly 1 bed left.

CIMG0631This was a very big relieve. I had in mind sleeping in a park or at the edge of the city in my fellow tentzel. But they really didn’t like that idea. They didn’t think it was save enough. I forgot their names :( I’m so bad with names, but i gave them my email. hopefully they will mail me. so i can tell them I started blogginz and Thank them one more time for there help. Thank you guys! you were very helpful. very kind. Without you. I would have slept next to the highway at Kaunas. With all this talk about gypsies, crazy junkies n pickpockets around the Central station at late hours I got a little scary first impression of Vilnius. But well. It was Friday night, I decided to scout a bit and find myself some food. I was so hungry, all I ate was a hotdog in between Suwalki and now (around 23:)

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My first Impression of Vilnius was very nice, It was so lovely. allot of colors, much “sfeer”  I didn’t notice anything of all the crazy peepz. This was probably cuz I was at the old town, and not wandering around the central station with my huge backpack. I found some Burger place and got myself something similar to a Mac Chicken. I didn’t feel like partying, so after eating something. I went to the hostel and took a good night sleep. This was my first night in a Hostel evah! It was comfy compared to my tent and i had nice peepz in my room. still i feel like hostels are not exactly my kinda thing.

Tomorrow ill tell you all about the Awesome day i had in Vilnius.!
you can check it Here.

Warszawa Day 3

At first I wanna to continue my Journey towards Lietuva, but due to the Shizznit that happened yesterday, Asia asked me to stay one more day. She wanted to chill with a lady friend of her (that speaks both English n Polish) and show me some more awesome stuff. Slawek, Pio n the family would head to the Netherlands on Friday morning/afternoon, so he was cool with me staying one more day.

I decided to join Asia, and let her guide me through the amazing Warszawa to check some of the festival that was going on, (Also, i needed a new pencil)
There was this international film festival with the opening on Wednesday night if I’m correct. Allot of palaces and parks had these films you could watch for free. Most of them about history, Jewish films and artzies films. This post will be less about buildings and crazy adventures. and more about art and messages from peepz to peepz that I felt really connected to.

Asia is lazy and likes public transport, but I managed to change her mind and we went for it by foot. Eventually we took the tram now and then. Some thing were just to far apart to walk. But still, we walked allot. First stop the palace du Cultura again to check it out from the inside/close by. Its really huge, and as any park in Warszawa it had allot of amazing fountains around it gardens, peepz and interesting things to see.

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What got me the most, was this shit… Its nice to see the Egyptians left there mark in Warszawa and were very good friends with Stalin. “cough cough” In every city i try my best to find the obvious symbolism that I can use to show you there is much more going on than you think.(but this is much harder then i thought gheghe probably because I cannot remember all the correct symbols) I have to admit though, ever since I left home and heard the stories of the people in other countries. I have no doubt anymore. Believe whatever you want to believe. I myself took the red pill, a pretty while back now. and I’m fully aware of it. shit like this makes me smile though, also because it wasn’t just one of dem Obelisks. but yeah. i guess its my ego again trying to get the boost like: “see i told you so” Fuck you ego. GTFO

I don’t (always) need you, I don’t (always) need you.
You’re like see through, I can’t see you.

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So after refreshing our self’s with fountain water, trying to find all the Obelisk and symbolism we continued walking. I got a lil thirsty, and that delicious fresh fruit juice bar was very close. The Side quest for today was to find me a green highlighter so i could highlight the road I hitchhiked on my EU map. I’m EZ with directions and from here i knew how to get to Nowy Swiat (where the pencil store was located) and in between there was the juice-bar.

Arriving at the juice bar Asia took some “Imo not so delicious carrot juice” I was in the mood for sweet, that juice was not so sweet. I took some pineapple juice. this juice bar is really awesome. they make the juice right in front of you. basically she took a pineapple. cut of the crust, leaves and core. Then made it into juice with some machine, in the next 10 minutes i drank 1 freshly squeezed pineapple.

CIMG0607We found the pencil i needed and we walked Nowy Swiat again, she showed me her fav building(left pic) I showed Asia the “Round” Square with our solar system, I was really curious how to pronounce the planets in polish. Its funny, 3 planets. Mars Mercury and Jupiter if i recall correct, are the same in Polish as in English. Sun is Sol, Earth is Terra, moon i forgot i think it was Luna. Dangz. now i think of it. maybe i should have called my blog Terra Walker, Nah, Erth is more me. (thnx eklin)

 

Me got hungriez, due to the fact that CIMG0608Donner kebab is so amazing once you leave the Netherlands, i did my research and i found the Best Donner kebab place in Warszawa. although the #1 place was a bit to far. I was oke with #2. which for me was #1 anyway. So I went to the metro station the polish peepz on the street advised me to. when ordering Donner kebab the dude started talking Dutch to me. This was amazing. he grew up in the Netherlands, then moved to Poland due to a lady, and started a Donner kebab. The rest of his family is back in NL, I’m not sure if he did extra. but i was Sure i ordered the small Donner. This is what i got for about 2.5 euroez. imagine: meat, veggies, sauce, meat, veggie, meat, sauce….
The bottle is a 1 liter bottle about 25cm in height. i had to eat the Donner with a fork it was almost bigger then my face lellzz…

I was stuffed. So delicious, I couldn’t even finish it. The dude wrapped it so i could take it home gheghe. We took the tram to the Palace at Kings Garden where we went yesterday evening. It was free entrance there we could see allot of art and some movie thingies. it was very fun.

The first room we entered had allot of papersz, you could just grab a pen n write something n put it on the wall, or lay it down somewhere. So everybody who got there wrote some messages for peepz. I did my best also to share knowledge and wrote down some ideas i haz about the ego the spirit the mind and thoughts. I didn’t make a picture of them all, it doesn’t matter. but the one you see lil bit down I liked the most. The paintings were rather interesting, you can really see the difference in art Imo due to the war influences they had.

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After the Knowledge of different peepz and the art we went to the next floor.
It had a vew movies. One was: A vew tints of green blue and yellow. Basically you just saw some dude spraying a graffiti can empty towards the sky. he did this with those colors. that’s all he did. The next movie were 2 dudes in Polish police uniform. They were like dancing of some sort in a white room. not exactly dancing. just moving really weird its hard to explain but it was really funny. The vases ware very amazing also.

CIMG0614Imagine 5 vases in 1 room, as soon as you entered the room and got closer to the vases you heard this buzzing/zooming sounds. there were 5 vases. I was rather curious which vase made the sound. eventually there was 1 vase that made the sound very loud. but if you would go tho another vase there was no sound at all. the other 3 vases had sounds in between loud and nothing. The weird thing about these vases was. If you stood away from them you heard 1 buzz. if you stood next to the ” No sound Vase” you didn’t hear buzzing at all. When you stood next to the “Loud sound Vase” the buzzing was very strong. it was weird and confusing but interesting. the rest of the museum was also interesting, I didn’t picture so much, allot more art paintings, n weird movies,

Outside of the Palace were a vew benches. they contained text in polish and at the other side of the pathway in English. The texts really attracted me, this was also very EZ to communicate with Asia. I just pointed at the sentence, then she would read it in Polish. I think we were on the same line talking about the understanding of the texts

I like to think about these kind of things, some more relative then other. But basically I feel that the message behind them (if you understand them correctly) can make you’re life much easyr. If you manage to throw out some thought patterns, and open up to new ways of thinking and looking at things.
I wont go into detail. I just share. Figure it out yourself,

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We went home for some foodzies, that night we were to meet up with the lady-friend of Asia. but she was not able to come. Asia took me to the Wisla by night, apparently she got a lil lost and didn’t know how to get to where she wanted to chill. On the way she made friends with 2 lady’s who were also going to the Wisla. This was a rather good development cuz they spoke a little English, now i was able to communicate with Asia a bit easyr.

CIMG0620 CIMG0616we chilled at the Wisla. The girls were very interested in my story. Could not imagine i chose to hitchhike around Europe solo with just my backpack.
I think more peepz back home think the same. But i tell you. Its amazing. traveling solo is not so bad as you think.
And its really not so expensive as you might think. you just have to find the right mindset,

Indeed if you start thinking about loneliness, or cannot see the amazing things that are all around you. You will probably not have a good time (which i doubt). but once you just accept that you can easily entertain yourself. (nee we hebben het niet over trekken matties) And start noticing all the beautiful things around you. it gets really amazing. and phun!

I Admit. It was really nice meeting ppl. like Jules n Brecht to chill with in Berlin, here in Warszawa with Slawek, Pio n Asia. But in the end you will be standing next to the road again. By yourself. If you learn how to handle those thoughts and shit that tries to get you down. Nothing will get you down. Everything is amazing. All da timez. from the point you wake up to the moment you go to bed again. ERYDAY

Silence the mind,
Use its only!, when you really need it,
Live in the Present (not tomorrow or yesterday)
Let the Self come Forth,
Make the most out of life.

The answers lie within, not at the peepz around you. Because you are not them.
and thus they can not tell you what to do, or who to be, Besides the fact that we are one mind, split over bazillion life forms all over Da Universe, you are still you.
Whatever you need, will come to you. IF the mind is still. and if you trust Da Erth.

At first I was scared. I shit my pants no kiddin, This hitchhiking idea of mine came out of nothing. but i followed the feeling like, fuck airplanes, I wanna see the world. and I wanna see it with the least amount of money needed. and I just went for it.

I’m happy I made the decisions I made. I’m walking the right path now. (I always was. this just feels more me)
I hope you will all find your path. and realize that others cannot tell you what path to walk.
and with others i also mean some parts of the government, who try to keep you in boxes and slaves to the system.

tomorrow morning i will head to Vilnius, I cheated a little gheghe. but i will tell you all about it in To Vilnius

Warszawa Day 2

Slawek (my host) n Pio(his son) are really kind. Slawek especially is an very open person, and speaks his mind. he’s a rather free person, he used to be a hippie and you can see this in his way of doing. If you ask him something he replies. If you ask him again the next day or whatever, he will most likely reply something like: you already asked that, you know the answer. I really liked to talk with Slawek, his way of being is very interesting and easy to connect to in my opinion.

He is helping this Polish girl finding a job in Warszawa. (not exactly helping finding a job. but he offers her his place to stay until she can manage on her own) maybe I just never crossed peepz like this. but I’m not used to this you know. therefor I really respect the fact that he does something like this.

The lady doesn’t speak English. I don’t really speak Polish. with the use of google translate I tried to tell her my story and where I came from. This didn’t work out so well, eventually she called a friend to translate. she wanted to join me that day because she had nothing to do anywayz. after pointing out i wanted to see the abandoned Silos (Pio recommended me to check) we got ready and left the home.

The Silos were pretty close. I think about 20 min walking, but to get there is something els.
Communicating with her was funny. it was sign language, I tried my best polish. and like pointing in the direction we should walk worked pretty well. there was also a 20y old dutch polish translation book. but making a nice sentence with that isn’t the best way either. so most of the time it was just gibberish, sign language and pointing on the map or at things.

We crossed the park behind Slawek his house, crossed the road onto the bus station.
Pio already told me what to expect, but i wont spoil for now. Basically we walked over the bus station. she thought me 1 to 10 in polish (but I already forgot) and i thought her 1 to 10 in dutch. we pointed at different colors of buses and translated the word which was fun.
eventually we arrived at the end of the bus station.
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We had to cross the railway to get to the Silos i wanted to see, this was illegal of course, but apparently its pretty normal here to do. for me this was really weird. back in NL i would never do something like this, you know you can get in trouble and all this bullshit i don’t wanna get into. but ah well. she was going straight over, so i just followed.

It was right before an train station as far as i know. so the trains were driving by slowly. The picture where you see the train was actually driving by while i was standing next to it taking pictures…. the peepz inside didn’t really seem to care or notice. we continued crossing the tracks. At the other side we had to follow the tracks a bit, it was rather funny. other peepz were crossing the CIMG0548tracks also. railway workers were walking by and driving crazy machinery. but as before. she was walking like it was nothing weird so i figured it was all not a problem. Eventually we got out of the track thingies and the silos became clear.

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The Silos had a fence (moar like a brick wall) around them, so we walked around to find a place where we could hop over. Pio already told me to check the right side, there was a nice place to hop over. the place was guarded, but its usually 1 old dude who would be like. you cant be here. and wont bother you to much as long as you leave once he spotted you.

CIMG0554We hopped over the Fence here, there even was a pallet standing there to make it more easy lelz. We got inside of the property. for some reason i wasn’t scared at all. Usually when i do things like this in my country I shit my pants for getting in trouble and whatnot. but here for some reason I didn’t caret. i just hopped over. some people even saw us. but the guard was not there at the moment so in we went. yeeehaaaa.

The silos were amazing, they were pretty big and well. I like any architecture from way back then. When i can get close to those abandoned silos and check them out I’m rather excited. I started making pictures from the outside, one silo had no water in it. the other was full or probably 50 y old rotten maybe even chemical induced water shizznit. It was really awesome to see, and of course exciting. you were doing something illegal while at the same time its pretty normal to do. even when we were scouting the silo we saw other people walking around the other side (which were no guards fo sho) you can see them in the doorway in 1 of the pictures.

CIMG0553So after checking the silos from the outside Asia which is the name of the polish girl. started to go inside. At first i was like. what da …? why would you wanna go inside, the path inside the silo was made of wood and it was rather rotten but she just started walking as if it were nothing. Same as with the tracks, I put my thoughts on zero and started following her. luckily she was careful. I was really aware of the dangers. also because I “Know” wood, but seemed like everything was fine. and everything was :)

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we were walking inside the silo with the nasty water. but it was the same as the other silo. In this picture you can see the stairs going up. she pointed it out and obviously she wanted to go up. We were this far now anyways we already walked half the circle on the inside to get to that stairs, and it seemed all cool. So we went up, when we were going up i noticed we were at the front side of the silo. where the guard hut was located. Pio warned me that i should be silent when i did this. i didn’t wanna make to much attention you know. Also i didn’t expect i would be doing this with a polish girl where i cant really communicate with. So when we went up the stairs and she started making sounds to check the echo i had a huge “Facepalm” moment. but well. it was to late now anywayz. if someone was there they would have heard or probably see us by now. and we didn’t hear any yelling from a guard yet. so i tried some owl sounds and crazy things. to check the echo. Asia was amused.

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But there it happend. we heard yelling. I didn’t understand of course it was in polish. But Asia looked at me and started going down the stairs in a rather bit faster pase then before. so i figured what was up. we got down the stairs. I was scouting the area for the guard but I couldn’t find him. at first we wanted to take the exit and walk around the silo outside (we dropped our bags at the door we entered half a circle away from where the stairs started.)

For some reason we stayed inside, i think because if you go outside you would meet the guard for sure. Now things got really exciting., imagine you are walking over rotten wooden planks 4 to 5 meter above 50y old rotten Nasty water, trying to not get spotted by the guard. trying to get to your bag on the other side and get out. Asia was in front of me, her pase was still careful. but fast. I had no trouble catching up with her. The guard probably saw our bags at the doorway and they stood there watching and yelling at us. they saw us walking inside the silo towards the door. they ware talking in polish. Asia was saying things. the guard was saying things. all i recognized was words like Polizia, Hollandia. she was probably telling the guard i came from holland. and she was showing me the silos bla bla. The guard probably be like. shit is dangerous get out of here bla bla.

Then it happened. there was this 1 part i remember crossing the first time. with very weakened wood. although she weight probably less then me. I would for sure fall through if i stepped on it the wrong way.

of course in all the hurry and distraction she did.

Everything happened so fast. I cannot explain it in detail. all i remember is that she was in front of me. she fell through the wooden boards, my reflex as fast as it apparently was, reached for her hand. i was able to catch her wrist in that 1 second it happened.

There she was. hanging 4 to 5 meters above very unhealthy water to be swimming in. There was this ledge. about 1 brick thick. she had 1 feet on that ledge. and i had her wrist in my hand. the guards saw it happen. they were yelling like crazy.

She managed to get most of her weight on the ledge, I was able to pull her up. She had scratches and bruises all over her back. arm and legs. my heart was beating. Du Dung Du Dung. polish yelling all around me. Basically i ignored the guards. I ignored everything, i didn’t care. all my focus was on her arm and getting her up the wooden boards again.

we managed to get to the guard safely. well it was not so much of a guard. it were 3 polish dudes. 1 older 2 of my age. 1 had a huge axe on his shoulder. i bet he tried to look intimidating. but i was not impressed. I’m not sure what i felt that moment. i was just happy she didn’t fell down and we were outside of the silo again. couldn’t understand what they were brabbeling anywayz. so i was in a state of awareness/waiting.
I think because they saw it happen they realized we learned our lesson, they took us to their hut. help cleaned Asia (pronounced as Asjah) her wounds. they didn’t speak English either. they were talking polish. allot of Polizia. Hollandia, Amsterdam. that’s what i could understand of course, eventually they shaked our hands. opened up the gates and let us go.

Asia was kind of in shock i think. We sat beside the road for about 30 to 40 minutes. I didn’t check the time. She had to drop a lil tear. I did my best to comfort her, eventually we stood up. and she brought me to the Warszawa uprising museum (we took the bus this time)

Later that day when we were home and Pio could translate Asia her story she told me that the guards were saying things like. If she fell down she could have died, the water is not healthy to swim in. Especially with open wounds (which she had) and there were sharp pointy rocks on the bottom unlike the other silo. If we scouted the empty silo it would all be fine. they just didn’t like us walking in the watered silo. Also they said that if they called the police. Asia would get in trouble. big trouble. but i would probably be free to go cuz i don’t speak the language and i’m from the Netherlands.

Luckily everything turned out to be fine. it was a crazy experience. but no one died. and no one went to jail. That night some shit crossed my mind before i went to bed. things like. dang i saved a girls life?? but i think it was just my ego trying to pump himself. I managed to silence my mind. and slept like a rose. Asia though. she did not sleep so well. she had a lot to progress but she was very thankful for what happened.

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the Mother of Slawek and the grandmother of Pio was this lady shown in the pic below. When you enter the museum you see like 5 portraits of the people that did the most important things for the country and the people in WWII. Can you imagine i chilled at the son of a woman who basically did all she could to save her country and free the people in WWII. i cannot. Slawek told me allot about how things were back then. imagine if you wanted to get a bread. you would be in the waiting line for a vew hours. if you wanted new furniture. maybe up to 3 days. you had to make shifts with family members. they checked once in a while. if you were not in the line if they checked. you would be put back on the end of the line. if someone with your family name was in the line. it was fine. whether this was a 10y old kid. or a 80 y old lady. you had like tickets you had to give away. for example different tickets for meat and furniture. so you cannot get more that someone els. if you wanted to get new shoes. you would buy shoes that were available. and later on the streets trade it with someone els to get the right size.

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The rest of the museum was full of guns, clothes they wore. movies of dead ppl and hanged ppl. corpeses bodies and exploding bombs. tanks. assasinations…

To be really honest. i didn’t like it that much. I am aware that the days in the war were not that nice to be in. but actually seeing all these films about how things were. I never really saw any of that. I was interested in the history, Especially because slawek his family had such an important role in it. but dangg. dangggg son.. i was happy i got out of the museum. its hard to describe how i felt.

This was rather funny though. I never knew such a small gun existed. and never saw these mortar guns in real size. it was rather interesting. to see. also the stilettos they used were amazing. didn’t make a picture. but dang. those knives were crazy. they also had a needle (GoT)

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After the museum we went home. had some dinner. Talked about the shit that happened.
as usual Slawek his reaction was amazing. basically he was like

oh you kids. you stupid crazy kids. but he could laugh about it. probably because we were both save home again i suppose.

After dinner we went to the Kings garden, its one of the bigger gardens in Warszawa. It was really beautiful. not much to say here i suppose. The pictures below will give you an impression. after kings garden Asia took me to a nice place in Warszawa where we smoked pipe and the usual “way to bigga beerz”.

also. Jaraj Blant!!! gheghe

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here the EZ mode to Wsz Day 3

Warszawa Day 1

Its Tuesday 22 April. I slept very well, and felt all recharged. although i slept in the hotel the day before. Hitchhiking requires mental silence Imo. and can be very tough due to: you never know whats next sometimes you are stuck at a Gasz station for a vew hours, n your senses absorb so much more then u usually do. I feel much more tired some times next to the road then when i would go to work all day.

But nevertheless i woke up around 09:00, Slawek the name of the dude that hosted me had to go to work, I asked him the night before to wake me up. My plan was to wander around Warszawa and check it out, untill now. All the lovely polish people i spoke to advised me to take the bus and the train while checking out Warszawa due to its size.

But i prefer walking over public transport so i decided to walk my way like i would in Amsterdam. It was really funny tho. cuz you know. I’m in this big city. never been here before. cant read shit. so basically this happened.
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The green line is the line I imagined walking to Centrum and the old town which I really wanted to see. I ended up walking the Red line due to not realizing the Roundabouts are crazy huge here. I wasn’t paying much attention to where i was going, just followed my feeling. So much to see, also where i imagined a big street like my new map showed me. All streets are big here. Eventually i realized i was walking south again I checked the map, and re-planned my route. I had no hurry and i enjoyed my Detour. Also if it wasn’t for my Detour i would have never found this amazing tree which made me laugh so bad. (Yes that is the biking lane on the left and walking area on the right..)

So imagine i was walking/sightseeing for a vew hours before i finally got to the point where Green and Red meet. at that point i was at Centrum. and Centrum had this very awesome building given to Warszawa from Stalin. Palace du Cultura or something.

Palace Building / Random park

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From the Palace I walked towards Nowy Swiat, this is the most expensive street in Warszawa and would lead me right to the old town which was still my destination for today. On the way to Nowy Swiat I found some Juice bar, and got myself some Delicious freshly squeezed Banana/Strawberry/Orange/kiwi something juice. oww so delicious. Walking through Nowy Swiat I got really attracted to a building in a side street. when i went for it, it had this nice park next to it. where i chilled for a bit. (see up)

I started moving towards the old town again, on the way i found the most amazing square that i could have ever imagined. At first I just saw some circles on the ground. thought it was art. but soon i Realized it was our solar system made into the Square (its actually a round square) and for ppl that know me better, you can imagine i was all amazed. the planets contained their names in English polish and some other language. i didn’t photograph them all but i haz a vew to give you an idea.

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After chillin here for a while and feelin the energy of the round Square infused with our solar system, I started walking to the old town. I was really close! finally arriving there I again was amazed by the beauty of this place in the middle of Warszawa. you should imagine that basically everything in Warszawa was destroyed in WWII, everything you see today was either renovated or rebuild after the war. the Jewish ghetto pictures will come. but for now its just Beauty and awesomeness!

After walking through the old town n being the tourist, my legs got lil tired again (i would say its about 14:00 now and i have been walking since 10:00 with the told breaks at the park/solar system). I decided to take a chill at the Wisla. the river that flows through Warszawa. Soon after I got hungry and I started looking for some Traditional polish soup called something like Barszcz, which basically is Red beetroot soup with some dough filled meat thingy next to it. It was really delicious, i felt like vampire. Bloood nomnom, FYI. i didn’t know what Red beet was in polish. so on my way to find Barszcz I went inside supermarket to find a Red beet and see what the sign said. this was very helpful asking on the street where i could find this traditional dish now i knew what it was called in polish.

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Its just before dinnertime and i figured i should slowly make my way back to my couch,
with my belly stuffed from this amazing soup, which seems like a lil bit, it actually filled me right up!. Checking the map, I noticed a vew parks on the way. fuckyeah!!! parks!!! i made my way to the first one south/west of the old town.

Parks here are very beautiful, not only are CIMG0520there lots and lots of them, they are all different and awesome. some lady’s were playing jeu de boulle, it has been a while since i saw anybody play this in a park. so i took the bench next to them and started watching their game for a while. A bit later Piotr (gheghe yes this is another Peter the son of Slawek) called me, he asked me if i felt like chillin with him, he wanted to show me some stuff. but first we had to meet up. i explained what park i was chillin in, and our meeting point was a fountain that i did not yet check.

 

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CIMG0525This park was even more amazing then i thought. The fountain was huge, and it also had a solar clock next to it. flowers, statues and beautiful ppl. Also the park structure and the fountain were all oriented with the wind directions. The water shooting up the fountain point North/East/South/West. I found out later from Pio why. This garden was used to be the Garden of the Royal palace of Warszawa. but of course the palace got completely destroyed, only a small portion of the palace is left. Its now a memorial with a fire that burnsz ALLWAYS, and 2 guards guarding the fire who stay there ALLWAYS, they switch every hour.

After some history lesson from Pio he took CIMG0526me with the car to the Jewish Ghetto and some abandoned military complex, which now is a free park where you can chill in. The bunkers are used by graffiti artist to do their thang, and probably for crazy ppl to have sex in and do drug. judging by the stuff that was laying inside. But well. it was fun to see n maybe a bit creepy to walk through these dark bunkers (we haz no light)

The Jewish Ghetto was also very interesting, i have never seen buildings like that. It was all fuckdup and bullet-holes still in the walls. weird ppl hanging around them, it really felt Ghetto-ish. around the Jewish Ghetto were allot of communist flats. build after the war to give as much ppl a home as fast as possible. i haz no picture. just imagine a huge white building with square windows, very symmetric. all the same. buildings they could build fast and cheap. to give as much peepz as fast as possible a roof over their head. (think of something like this)

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Up here Jewish ghetto buildings (the last one is a very nice example of old buildings they don’t give a fuck about. And new building build at the street parallel to it which are rather fancy looking and new.

Below pictures of the abandoned military complex where peepz are free to go to. You can legally make fire here (you can do this everywhere in poland afaik), chill. cross your bike. and do whatever you like.

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that night we took Chinese. This plate you can buy for like 3 euroz. it was really delicious and it was a huge plate. Also. beer here in Poland. Its crazy. you can’t buy regular Heineken bottles like we are used to in The Netherlands. if you buy a beer here you get a half a liter bottle like here. it was really good also. when you chill at a restaurant or bar. you also get half a liter glasses with beer. its crazzyyyy! also note. its like super cheap.

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In a nutshell. I love Warszawa. its so beautiful, the polish ppl here a so friendly, and the girls here are very attractive. I think the dutch lady’s can learn allot of Eastern lady’s. I’m not sure how i can explain this further. I think ppl who have been here know exactly what I’m talking about. if you do not. Go visit Warszawa sometime ghegheghe.

The next day was quite the crazy day. we went to visit more abandoned buildings, after that the Warszawa Uprising museum, in the evening Kings Garden. but damn, what happend that day is something i wont likely forget anytime soon.

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Towards Warszawa

Its Monday morning. The time has come for me to continue on my journey into the great wide open, I was able to enjoy Berlin for the last 3 dayZ but I’m really excited for the unknown new things to come. The night before i used the utilities of the hotel to wash my socks n roxor ma boxors n a lovely shower. now I’m all refreshed and ready for my Journey into Poland!

20140421_095318Again I was lucky, My elder was so kind enough to drop me off at a gas station at the A10 south of Berlin heading to Warszawa. When we arrived i got shit scared. because the gaz station was basically empty, of course it was 2e Easter day so i could figure. Nevertheless we had some nice breakfast, a good morning convo, gave him a hug. He even helped me get some Cardboard. cuz when i tried it didn’t work out so well. the dude didn’t speak English and was all weird. But there i was again. all solo on da road. with my Warszawa shield
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I walked to the entrance of the gas station shop, parked my pack with shield very obviously for everybody to see and started walking around while keeping my pack in sight. Basically my Game was to check the plates of the cars, see if they would go in my direction, remember the face of the person going inside the shop to pay and when he/she would come out if it were German i would talk some German gibbers like.

entschuldigung. ich trampen nach poland/Warszawa gejen sie in die Richtung vielleicht? oda die grenze vielleicht?? (how does one write German?)

or if he/she was polish i tried English
something like. good morning. do you speak English or maybe German. i’m hitchhiking to Warszawa. are you maybe heading into that direction. could i join you for a bit. bla bla.

this failed pretty bad. there were not so much cars. it were mostly Germans with family, also the gas station was before an intersection. I’m not sure if the Germans just didn’t like me. or just didn’t cross border. but they were all like. no I’m leaving the highway heading to Dresden or Cottbus at the next exit which was far to south for me.

so after a while, I mounted my pack and started wandering the gasz station.
shit loads of truckers erywhere, but most of them were sleeping. Even some LV and LT, I was considering skipping it all. but as usual. truckers were not helpful (maybe its my appearance. or maybe its the new EU rules dunno. maybe they just didn’t feel like buttfucking (lucky me) so i tried regular cars again.

Eventually after asking random ppl chillin on the parking/chillin area. I noticed this dude, i couldn’t read his plate because i flanked him. but I just went for it, and I be like: yo dude. English?
you heading to poland maybe? he was rather friendly. and he be like: yah i am polish ghegheghe. indeed going that direction. but gotta take a pee first bro.

so after his bathroom break a little introduction. some pointing on the map. he agreed on taking me to Poznan and drop me off on a gas station. (a town 50% on da way to Warszawa)

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Hiz name was Peter. in polish “Piotr”(lol you cant imagine how many peters i met until now but you will notice)
Piotr was a really awesome dude. he was a gym teacher at a mid school i think (like kids around 12 to 14) the drive was about a vew hours we had some really nice conversations about the difference between western and eastern income, the mentality of the people here. Also Piotr was a really sensitive dude. his girlfriend found a job in Germany, for polish people it is normal to move to where you work. so he was a bit sad due to he doesn’t see his lady so often anymore. and he gave a nice example about western/eastern mentality.

She works in this big factory. and sometimes she has to lift heavy things she actually cant lift. eastern ppl are rather helpful and when they see it they help and lift the stuff for her without the need for asking. but most western ppl ignore her don’t give a fuck and mind there own buiznizzz thinking she should lift that heavy box herself. the talk with Piotr really made me think about lots of things. and i instantly felt the difference in mentality/feeling after leaving Germany

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Also Piotr thought me Polish :D. basically my game plan about language is. the first ride i get. that gets me over the border i ask about the language and the local foods i should try.

Eventually we got to Poznan, had much more chats about dangerous wildlife, local culture, food n fun things to do, my life back in the Netherlands and lots more.

this was the first dude that actually asked for my name and email. Although he was a really nice dude, I automatically gave my Anagram name Jules made up for me cuz i was like. why would you want my name n email brah?? But he also gave me hiz email n name, soon i will email him this new blog i didn’t expect i would have. I think he will enjoy reading it :) the ride was awesome. and he was a good polish language teacher.

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So after arriving at Poznan gasz station, i took a break ate some dried fruits n nuts. had regular water this time no lemon :( checked the map to see the town in between Warszawa. after a bit i parked my pack in front of the entrance of the shop. and started talking to people coming out of the shop. i figured EZ now i speak little polish and most polish speak English, my game now was something like: Dzien Dobry do you speak english? bla bla. and ended with some Dziek Oje aka thank you (pronounced like Djin Koeie) i soon found out that all the plates that started with a W were from Warszawa so i just asked the W plates. and it were many! so many. it didn’t go so well though, although everybody was way more friendly then in Germany and back. started smiling. making conversation. 9 out of 10 liked me using hi and thanks in polish. but they all didn’t wanna bring me or had no place (it was still Easter you know. Full cars all over the place)

Eventually after a longer while some dude came to me, he was like: yo dude, you going to Warszawa right. You can come with us if you like. it seemed that i asked his sister with all my charm and flawless polish words for a ride. she denied. but they were just chillin there for a while. saw me trying to get a ride. and were kind enough to make place in there new and almost fully packed car and take me to Warszawa, i had to take my pack on my lap. but this was no problem. their names were Maciek  and Kasia. their mother was in the back but i cant recall the name. They spoke very clear English, and the ride to Warszawa was long. but again i had the nicest chat i could imagine.

they told me allot about the history of Poland, whats the deal in Ukraine from polish point of vieuw, because you know. I’m Anti news. and i don’t believe shit. at home if i would talk about a NW0 or N@to erybody thought i was a crazy conspiracy theorist. but here in Poland they actually know allot more about these things. its like common knowledge. Because everything happens so close to them, they get more truth then we get in the West. This really interested me. Kasia was also very interested about the Olympics and the Dutch ice skating story. although i don’t follow the Olympics. and i didn’t know the full story we found out that polish news was talking bullshit about the way dutch react on losing medals for the ice skating and so on.

Eventually when we got close to Warszawa they drove me pretty far in. dropped me of at the most southern metro station. I had a place to sleep so they told me how to get there. what station to exit, they even bought me a metro ticket cuz i had no local money yet and all the banks were closed. we shared contact info. and they advised me the most amazing parks, musea and lots of more fun things to do in Warszawa! Kasia/Maciek were amazingly kind and helpful!

So i found my way to my couch. to put it in a nutshell. i spoke English all the time except the hello and thanks. all the younger ppl around my age were very helpful. when i tried to change euroez with peepz on the streets they insisted on giving me local coin instead of trading it, told me the way, my host picked me up from the bus-stop, i arrived ETA: 20:00 he had dinner plans with family, so i stayed at his place. had some food. checked my mail. and went to bed.

What a big difference. From Amsterdam to Berlin took me about 8 hikes over 1 day and 1 morning. Berlin to Warszawa 2 hikes in like 7 to 8 hours. amazing. HH PHUNZZZ

Tomorrow i will be adventuring Warszawa, I’m really excited!