Hospitality

Hello!
I have just been shamed by a middle aged Polish lady!

Me and Luke visited a family he knows to borrow a guitar for me to play at the English class next week. They live in a very small 3-room flat in a huge estate of Communst-built tower blocks. After shaking hands with the family we were sat down and given apples, chocolate sweets, home-made raisin cake, vegetable stew, and green tea (in that order)! And this wasn't us staying for a meal, this was just a mid-afternoon snack!! What a feast! What hospitality!

If you are silly/brave enough to have been to my house in Leicester you would be lucky to get a cup o cheap tea in a dirty mug, and if you were VERY lucky you might get milk and sugar to go in it!! What hospitality?

So my 1st Che Guevara-esque life changing travel experience in Poland is to vow to keep a stash of custard creams and tea to give to anyone who visits me, and to make them feel welcome. Revolution in the air!!





So far it has been a very chilled-out trip with loads of time just to read, study, and chat with Luke (who is very cool by the way!) But we start to get busy tommorow as we are joined by an American team, and the kids English classes start on Monday. It will be a challenge but a lot of fun!


Also, Polish take-away pizza is better than English take-away pizza. Oooooh contraversial!

Much love, Jonny