
I'm still alive.
I just kept forgetting to do this, cuz it seems everytime I manage to remind myself to write here again, I tell myself I will once I am ready for bed. The Internet in Olowek somehow knows this and decides to stop working. Twice, so far, I've gotten out of the shower to find myself without an Internet connection. SkyNet taking over? Perhaps large buildings named after pencils are the first to fall...
I admit that I am completely addicted to the Internet and it's so disorienting when it's gone. I haven't the foggiest what the temperature is outside even, and if I were manage to ask someone- and I actually understand the answer- it would be in Celsius, and anyone who knows me knows that Cabryn cannot do math. It's an ugly, ugly thing to witness. Lol.
Anyways, it's working now, so we're good. :)
So what's new with me? Not too much, I have a sore throat/cough. Not good, but it doesn't seem to be getting worse. So that's alright at least. I think I only have one blister right now, and I still walk to or from Rynek (the City Center, near the University) at least once a day, unless it's rainy then I might take the bus. In my trusty L.L.Bean comfort clogs- which are most certainly NOT compatible with rough cobbled streets- I walk a couple of miles a day. Weird, cuz I have definitley DRIVEN to the Heff from Feeney to put money on my laundry card- in the summer. Suddenly living without couches, I have apparently ceased to be a couch potato. Haha.
For those who truly know me, do not be alarmed- I am still 'graceful as always' -and trip daily, but have thus far managed to avoid falling down. Give it time... it WILL happen... and probably over one of the new gnomes they're installing around the city. You think you know a street, since you walk it every day to get to and from the bus stop. And with all of Wroclaw appearing to be under some sort of restoration project, you don't think too much of the construction workers on the sidewalk. Then BAM! the very next day, you nearly stumble over a 12 inch tall metal gnome. Or two. They are now just around this corner and that corner, hidden by a Transformer garbage can here or a flower box over there. Cute. But oh man, I can easliy see myself attempting to recover from a gnome-induced injury.
The buses are quite an adventure, let me tell you. They've decided to start changing the traffic patterns here again, as construction continues. Just the other day, we saw a sign on the usual bus stop across from Olowek (in from of Albert). No idea what the heck it said. The next day, the buses didn't stop there. So we walked a ways down the street to catch one at the next stop. Another day goes by, and someone looks out the window and sees that a new bus stop has been added on the other side of the building, near McDonald's. Ah ha, so THAT'S what the sign had said... The old bus stop sign has been taken away. To conceal such information in plain sight... hahaha. On top of such confusions, streets that were one-way three days ago are now two-way, or one-way in the opposite direction, or totally closed, or traffic is now running through what will be tram lanes but was basically a sidewalk for people last night. Dangerous when you have no idea where you can walk after you get off the bus, or which way to look before you cross the street. It's hectic, but maybe it will be over soon. I can't wait to no longer be awoken at 6am to the sound of a dump-truck load of cobble stones being emptied onto the street near McDonald's. That's a symptom that you will indeed have a case of the Mondays by the time the day is out.
We ventured to IKEA yesterday, which takes 2 buses to reach. It was cool, IKEA is like a Bed, Bath and Beyond/Home Depot/furniture store. I got a rug and a pillow. Nothing like WalMart though. Oh, WalMart, how I miss you. *tear* But yikes! The ride back was a nightmare and a half. It took almost a half an hour for the bus to get out of the shopping center/mall complex. The bus was packed, and the driver was reckless (par for the course) and let's just say that it was an experience. But we survived.
The weirdest thing that happened was on the Sunday before this past one. We were walking into Rynek from the bus stop when this old woman walks up to me and grabs my arm, then starts mumbling something about 'herbata' (which is tea in Polish). She had a deck of cards in her hand. GYPSY!!!! Luckily I had a friend there to grab my other arm and drag me away from the gypsy. I should have realized that, with the Carnival in town, unscrupulous characters might also be about. And for those of you- like my brother- who are thinking it, NO she did not say 'Thinner.' Lol. But I'm alright. If I felt that a curse had been placed upon me, I'd've been in the nearest church immediately.
Ok, so as I sit here hacking up a lung, I'll wrap it up for now.
Above you will see a picture of one such dastardly gnome, around a corner, with a gnome house. Hiding, I tell you, trying to trip people... or maybe just the tourists... shame on them...