After surviving 2 weeks of fighting a serious limitation of packing just 2 bags for the whole summer with 50 pounds each, I landed with my daughter in Poland - land of daily baked sourdough bread, couple dozen types of potato and best vodka in the world (with many reasons and occasions to drink it), where people kiss you three times on the cheeks with biggest, brightest smiles and then cry on your shoulder telling you all their pains and sorrows in the same minute... The land where talks about life are deep and last till dawn, and soul searching are found in the super strong coffee... I know, you might thing 'what the... she is talking about', and you are right, it might be nostalgia, but I love coming back here. This time I had a 3 year break, so all the tastes, smells and colors are particularly strong and fill me inside out and I fill like a ballon that can never burst, I just take everything in and in and in... Poland is not a sunny island with palm trees and mango martinis, but its all good. beauty can be found.
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I stay with my beautiful sister, indulging in her sisterly warm and tasty meals in her ultra sexy and fabulous apartment in Gdansk, historic port city, that has a lot to offer... but did I say SEXY? Boudoir. Session. Heaven. To be continued...
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