And I’m off!

You know the drill by now. Berlin, Copenhagen, Croatia…and then some crazy combination of buses and trains to make my way back to Warsaw by the 18th of August. 

Warszawa, do zabaczenia! See you later, see you soon!

Leftovers from Communist-era Poland

Me: I really like all of these green spaces in Warsaw.
Mladen, a Warsaw transplant: But do you see this path? (Gestures to a narrow dirt line running through the grass)
Me: Yes.
Mladen: You have to walk on this because the signs say it’s illegal to walk on the grass.
Me: Oh. I wondered why no one ever walked on the grass here.
Mladen: Yup.
Me: So where’s the sign?
Mladen: Oh, there’s no sign. Everyone just knows.