Polish people cringe when I tell them my first experience of this country was the train station at Katowice in 2010. The cold concrete interior, swathes of wandering homeless, and …
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Travel journal
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In a small village in greater Poland there are farms, houses, two identical conveniences stores, side by side, and a memorial to local pilots who defended the home land during …
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Tourists cram the streets and the buildings can be so beautiful it almost seems fake. Still, somehow Prague clings to its Eastern Bloc edginess; outside of the main centre the …
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The car was waiting for us as we ambled off the Ferry, still nauseous from the choppy last hour of the journey. Two others were in the car with us, people …
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We met a man in Vienna. It was late and we had a long journey back to Poznan. The train arrived at the station at around half 10 at night, …
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I woke to the sound of the Chinese military training in the courtyard next door. Shouting “1,2,3,4” in unison, the student soldiers marched and jogged their way up and down …
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It’s sunny, finally. The light enters through the lacy curtains and illuminates the small room. There are pot plants sitting morosely in the corner and I’m playing Steve Earle and …
