First time on Poland's soil. At the Warsaw
airport to be exact. Had to claim my luggage here and check in again. It turned out to be an enlightening experience though, as it became clear
to me that I look Polish. Within five minutes after I had passed the
customs three people approached me and spoke in local language.
While waiting for my connecting flight, I entertained myself by
taking pictures. As I am shy to picture people, I was struggling. In general I
find airports boring for photography and unfortunately Warsaw was no
exception.
I pictured a Polish Airlines plane to prove, that I
am here.
Then I went to look for a toilet and found
this toalety difficult to find. The signposting was fine until I had to go downstairs. The direction disappeared. Never mind though, I had time.
On the way to my gate, I passed a coffee
shop ad and had to spell the words few times to get the message. In New York I
have seen coffees named with long names like New York Caribbean Cinnamon Cream
Mocha Latte, but they did not mean it that way in the Warsaw's Voyage. I figured.
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