Sreda, Januar 08, 2014
Visiting Mokotwskie in Poland
It's finally here! Jana, my sister and Frank, her husband come to visit me in Warsaw. The beginning is marked by shopping and eating. I'm going with them in this cute restaurant, which the last time we, as Nico was there found. There are sheepskins on the benches and the whole dining room is set up like a living room. A seating area even looks as if there is a bed available... just beautiful.
After that, it is already going for the two to the hotel. The two are tired of driving and at ten was indeed now determined already. But now they do not want to alone by taxi to the hotel, where they had Belfast Liverpool Ferry posters.
I head to the two with and distract the driver in the right direction, but they give me enough money that he then drives me to go home. Janas and Franks hotel is in fact a bit away from Sabinki. No sooner said than done. The selection of the car took place way after the car brand. I do not remember which one it was, but in any case, Frank has us picked out a German car brand. He talked later about his Newcastle Amsterdam Ferry trip.
The hotel, the taxi driver will find with ease. Jana and Frank get off, say goodbye and I direct the taxi driver now to my home. I need time to think, because after the months in Poland unfortunately I still do not know my house number. The Al. Niepodleglosci is unfortunately too large to specify only the road, so I say:“Metro Pole Mokotowskie“, the subway station is five minutes away from the residence. The driver drives off, then, and then asks me to where I come from Polish, why am I in Warsaw and so on and so forth.
But I say that my Polish is bad, but try to answer. He then begins to tell me why the roads here are so called as they are called. Everything in Polish of course! I started very quickly, only to nod yet, and“ tak, tak“ ( yes, yes ) and“ Naprawde?“ ( Really?) To respond to and laughed with him when it seemed just to fit. A clever me, the taxi driver to the end does not see through and thought that I can really understand him well. I also saw Belfast Cairnryan Ferry offers.
We finally turn into a dark street on our left a park, right field or forest. Now the driver inquires once again exactly where the poles Mokotowskie I want to get out because. To Note: Pole Mokotowskie is not a small park in Warsaw. I'm just confused, but then I say that I want to the Metro, so the subway. Now the driver looks at me in amazement:
" There is a metro pole Mokotwskie?“. The driver had apparently no idea. Additional Note: Warsaw has only one metro line with maybe ten, maximum 15 stations. A reasonably well-trained taxi drivers should know at least the subway stations! This she knew not obvious. So I'm trying to describe to him the approximate location of the metro and just count the preceding ones:“Metro Centre, Metro Politechnika Metro POLE Mokotowskie, on the Al. Niepodleglosci.“
