Finally made it here, after... oh... between 20 and 24 hours of flying, layovers, and delays. The first obvious difference between Poland and Canada is without a doubt the sheer amount of history, EVERYWHERE. All the buildings seem to have their own story and the building itself is just breathtaking! Poland is so much more than I expected. There's a freakin CASTLE downtown. Crazy? I think so. Since school hasn't started yet it has been hard to really meet the other exchange students, but my dorm mates are from France... and I know the French guys are down the hall... and the Belgiums (not sure what they are called) are across the hall and the Spaniards are in here somewhere. The rooms are much more than I expected... half a closet for both Kinga and I and then half a closet of shelves we use as a pantry and dresser. Then a half fridge in the common room for the French girls, Kinga, and I to share. So far, probably due to my delayed culture shock, I am ABSOLUTELY loving everything about Poland. The hardest thing is how different English and Polish are, and not being able to even piece anything together when reading, like you could with French, or Spanish. One thing I have to mention, just because I am obsessed, is the food. Fresh everything. The bakery down the street has fresh doughnuts and bread every morning, first thing. And the doughnuts beat Timmy Hoes any day, there's a cream inside... with booze in it. The bread is still hot when you eat it... this doesn't happen back home! And don't get me started on the Pierogi! I can't stop talking about them, if they aren't homemade I will be disappointed with them from now on. Then because the weather is still nice there are corner markets set up and you can wander through get apples picked from one person's backyard and grapes from another, then tomatos and carrots from another. It's insane! I don't even LIKE tomatos back home, and here I'm eating them alone. We haven't had a really Polish meal yet (with an exception of my pierogis... and I do hope I am spelling that right), but going grocery shopping was really difficult for me. It must get easier with time though. Right now I am just enjoying my morning commute on tram #4 with crazy Polish drivers to Old Town and school. Tomorrow is orientation, so that should be interesting. And I have to get myself some of those boots! They are adorable. And super skinny jeans seem to be the thing over here... hello cheap shopping. I spent 89 zl at the grocery store on what home would have been about $50 worth of stuff... but converted to around $30 spent! And think, that's on deli meats, fresh gourmet cheeses, milk, veggies... ect. I love ittttt! But because I still have scholarships to finish (since our internet, due to language barriers, was just connected today) so I will cut my rantings short.
xoxo From Poland
Finally made it here, after... oh... between 20 and 24 hours of flying, layovers, and delays. The first obvious difference between Poland and Canada is without a doubt the sheer amount of history, EVERYWHERE. All the buildings seem to have their own story and the building itself is just breathtaking! Poland is so much more than I expected. There's a freakin CASTLE downtown. Crazy? I think so. Since school hasn't started yet it has been hard to really meet the other exchange students, but my dorm mates are from France... and I know the French guys are down the hall... and the Belgiums (not sure what they are called) are across the hall and the Spaniards are in here somewhere. The rooms are much more than I expected... half a closet for both Kinga and I and then half a closet of shelves we use as a pantry and dresser. Then a half fridge in the common room for the French girls, Kinga, and I to share. So far, probably due to my delayed culture shock, I am ABSOLUTELY loving everything about Poland. The hardest thing is how different English and Polish are, and not being able to even piece anything together when reading, like you could with French, or Spanish. One thing I have to mention, just because I am obsessed, is the food. Fresh everything. The bakery down the street has fresh doughnuts and bread every morning, first thing. And the doughnuts beat Timmy Hoes any day, there's a cream inside... with booze in it. The bread is still hot when you eat it... this doesn't happen back home! And don't get me started on the Pierogi! I can't stop talking about them, if they aren't homemade I will be disappointed with them from now on. Then because the weather is still nice there are corner markets set up and you can wander through get apples picked from one person's backyard and grapes from another, then tomatos and carrots from another. It's insane! I don't even LIKE tomatos back home, and here I'm eating them alone. We haven't had a really Polish meal yet (with an exception of my pierogis... and I do hope I am spelling that right), but going grocery shopping was really difficult for me. It must get easier with time though. Right now I am just enjoying my morning commute on tram #4 with crazy Polish drivers to Old Town and school. Tomorrow is orientation, so that should be interesting. And I have to get myself some of those boots! They are adorable. And super skinny jeans seem to be the thing over here... hello cheap shopping. I spent 89 zl at the grocery store on what home would have been about $50 worth of stuff... but converted to around $30 spent! And think, that's on deli meats, fresh gourmet cheeses, milk, veggies... ect. I love ittttt! But because I still have scholarships to finish (since our internet, due to language barriers, was just connected today) so I will cut my rantings short. 
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