“Travels to a Different Time” : 21June1975: Gdansk, Poland: Polish Party: The Most Incredible Fish Market!

Was in bed at 02:00 as a big yakfest. Up at 10 and we had a breakfast of eggs and bacon with stale bread and butter. It seems I have become a Polish university student taken under their wings. As I will be attending McGill University in Montreal in September I guess I have theContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 21June1975: Gdansk, Poland: Polish Party: The Most Incredible Fish Market!”

“Travels to a Different Time” : 20June1975: Gdansk, Poland: The Washing Machine that Blushed

Had a good sleep and up at 08:30 and went out in search of some goodies for breakfast. Bread and cheese are hardly goodies. I tanked up on mineral water at several places getting hydrated for my slog hitchhiking. They don’t seem to do a very good job of washing dishes and glasses in Poland.Continue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 20June1975: Gdansk, Poland: The Washing Machine that Blushed”

Vladimir Pooping

the little low ranked KGB Vlad the Butcher of Buchamurdered rivals and opposition while quaffing Sambucaconfused over idolatry of Stalin or Catherine the Greatand worried about his balding pate (and his beady eyes)transforms his corruption into convenient Ukrainian hateyour time has come you tyrannical little murderous bureaucrathonoured along Stalin and Hitler inexplicably intertwinedyou talentless swineyourContinue reading “Vladimir Pooping”

“Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog” : Chapter 24: Bob and Andrij Ordered to Rest for 5 Days: Rock on For Ukraine!

The medical establishment has been baffled that Bob and I were pronounced dead at 12:04 but hopped out of our sick beds at 12:05. Thank you all you Buddhists who meditated us back from death and for God telling us it was not really our time to go to the world beyond. Now our doctorsContinue reading ““Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog” : Chapter 24: Bob and Andrij Ordered to Rest for 5 Days: Rock on For Ukraine!”

“Travels to a Different Dimension” : Unknown Date in 1975: Warszawa and Treblinka, Poland: Was I In Treblinka and Why Can’t I Remember?  

As I sit down and write this I don’t know what has happened to me. How can a day disappear? How is it I remember so little of it? I keep thinking it was a nightmare I had. It goes something like this. I am in a rail car, a box car with slats inContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Dimension” : Unknown Date in 1975: Warszawa and Treblinka, Poland: Was I In Treblinka and Why Can’t I Remember?  “

“Travels to a Different Time” : 19June1975: Warszawa, Poland: Russian Champagne, Eggs, Babka and Mushrooms and the Shrieking Cleaning Lady

Had 5 hours of sleep woken up by the “secretariat” tapping late sleepers on the shoulder at 10:00 hours. Did morning ablutions then went out to eat with the Norwegians. The cafeteria at the Centrum department store was closed so we bought some bread and cheese and watched the people flow by. I went intoContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 19June1975: Warszawa, Poland: Russian Champagne, Eggs, Babka and Mushrooms and the Shrieking Cleaning Lady”

“Travels to a Different Time ” : 18June1975: Warszawa, Poland: There are only “Professional Class Girls” Here! The Spitting Polish Weightlifting Champion: Chicken Throat Soup

Woke up today in a very creaky bed. All seven beds in the room make loud creaks when you move in them. An American from Deerfield, Illinois crashed into the room at midnight. Along with my new Polish friend and the American we took the tram and went to another youth hostel that charged 25Continue reading ““Travels to a Different Time ” : 18June1975: Warszawa, Poland: There are only “Professional Class Girls” Here! The Spitting Polish Weightlifting Champion: Chicken Throat Soup”

“Travels to a Different Time” : 17June1975: Warzawa, Poland: On the Road to Warzawa

This is my third day in Poland and my first month anniversary in Europe. Thanks to the cleaning ladies making a huge racket and waking me up. I went out to buy breakfast of buns, cheese, babka and sok. All fuelled up walking my legs off to find a good spot to hitch. My firstContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 17June1975: Warzawa, Poland: On the Road to Warzawa”

“Travels to a Different Time” : 16June1975: Wroclaw, Poland: Pastry Rampage! The Hard Life of a Hitchhiker 

Woke up at 08:30 earlier than I would like after all that walking yesterday. The barbarity of youth hostels includes ejecting you onto the street so they can clean up. At least at this hostel I have my own room and at 50 cents a night not bad! There is hot water in the tapsContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 16June1975: Wroclaw, Poland: Pastry Rampage! The Hard Life of a Hitchhiker “

“Travels to a Different Time” : 15June1975: Wroclaw, Poland:  On the Move with a Political Prisoner

I had trouble sleeping because all these teeny boppers on a school trip were making a racket all night and into the morning. Aren’t they under any supervision? At 04:00 I just gave up and packed. The washrooms were packed and as it is a Sunday I guess people are heading back home. I wasContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 15June1975: Wroclaw, Poland:  On the Move with a Political Prisoner”