Warsaw Travel Blog› entry 5 of 10 › view all entries
November 10th, 2008 – by: elliotjp
Once we were on the Polish train we were off. Albeit with cars bombing past us at 25 miles an hour on the road that runs paralell to the tracks. At one point we came to a complete hault, and started to move backwards. Now I understood why the journey was going to take so long. If that wasn't enough, 2 hours from Warsaw some disaffected youths enter our cabin playing punk on their mobile phones and boozing.
"Yes we are part of Anti-Facism Organisation. We are going to Warsaw to beat some neo-nazi scum". For the rest of the journey I sat quietly in the corner of the carriage with my iPod trying to drown out the sound of their angry music by with Norah Jones.
It turned out that this, our first real impression of the Poles, was not a fair represaentation of a nation who really are very welcoming. We spent just one night in Warsaw during which we headed to 'Club 70', a seventies themed club, with our American roomy Proven and the Canadians Jordon and the very dry Tony we'd met in Riga who we bumped into conincidently at the Hostel. Tony's sense of humour had all the ammunition it needed in what felt like a school disco - everyone was so young! It must have been under 18s or something I hadn't felt so old ever.
Warsaw was the first real big city we'd come accross with all the trademark features such as tall buildings, a huge railway station and some funkier modern architecture, a complete contrast from what was to come in it's predecessor as Poland's capital - Krakow.
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