The first rays of the sun break through the bushes in which we sleep this night. But it is not the sun that is waking us up but a strange noise heard occasionally from above our heads. We are a little disoriented – what is it? We look up and everything is made clear. In the sky there are six balloons… Czytaj dalej »
Train thumbing, contrabandists, and a ticket for war veterans
We have not reached Bucharest yet but we have already had a number of adventures – the first of them in Poland… How many times have you traveled on a train whose cars separate and one part of the draft of cars goes to, let us say, Zakopane, and another part to Przemyśl? Many times, I guess. So have we, but, for the first time, we have got on the … Czytaj dalej »