[Gdzie jest ta ulica, gdzie jest ten dom, gdzie jest ta dziewczyna, ja kocham ją...]

This weekend has been amazing. Not every weekend, not every month, not every year a Polish family invites you in to treat you as their own son. There's no words that can describe such thankfulness. From Elektropolska,  my best regards to Grądzki family in Warszawa.
This post is dedicated to this last weekend, to the heart of Poland, Warszawa. City were we were, and where we were shown some of the most important matters not just in polish history, but also in culture and humanity!

[Być z Kraju Basków w Polsce]

To be from the Basque Country in Poland is curious. Most of people doesn't even know where you are from until you explain a little your situation, which done a 1000 times, gets boring (for us the Basques). Then sometimes people will open conversation relative to nationality. And sometimes, stupid shit will be heard:

Polish student: Siema (hi, hello, whatever)
Jokin: Jak się masz? (how are you?)
Polish student: Zajebiście!, jak masz na imię? (Fuckin' good, what's your name?)  
Jokin: Mam na imię Jokin (my name is Jokin)
Polish student: Jesteś z Hiszpanii? (Are you from Spain?)
Jokin: Nie, jestem z kraju Basków (No, I'm from the basque country)
Polish student: Oh! kurwa! gdzie masz granat? (fuck! where do you have the granade?)


The answer was quite rude, stressing the fact that I had two grenades and a gun in my pants. He didn't understand either how and why i was partying with a guy from Alicante. Well, there's stupid people everywhere!


In the mean time, here a wonderful song, in support of both Bloody sunday victims from Derry, and the 3rd March ones on Gasteiz!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCnGD6xv5ik

 

[Jak masz na imię? ; Ile masz lat? ; Skąd Jesteś? ; Gdzie mieszkasz teraz?]

So much questions for quite few answers. So much pain for such a stupid matter. I care about myself, maybe too much, and as a result,  I'm ill. Irony? sure. Fun? hell no, not fun at all. Stupid and transient illness anyway, a painful throat screwing up some nights, some nights that should be memorable. Because this is what ERASMUS is about, memory. My life will change so much next year and this might (and unavoidably will be) my last oasis.

So hell, I can't afford being even a little ill! someone fuckin' help me!

[Wiedzieć ; Znać ; Umieć]

Bardzo lubię Gdańsk! Yes I do, It's beautiful, beneath the sea, full of humidity and salt smell... It somehow reminded me home... Baltic sea it's amazing too. No one would ever think that such a dark sea could exist, but it does, and freezing cold comes out of it, although it's not so brave, nor blue.





Sopot was nice too, very very touristic, but nice. PKP was our travel agency, and Polish trains were where we spent hours reading, joking, sleeping... This trains seem to be old as the world and not efficient, but they are actually very cheap and the amount of destinations available for the traveler is unbelievable...


This post is dedicated to Daniel "Swiss clock" Meyer, Main organizer of the journey and friend, who was always ready to solve anything in the most correct way, with a objective and responsible point of view. Also to Jordi Aura, who got our tears out in Bydgoszcz by an amazing: "Oh! Big black dick! my favorite!"

[Lubię Wrocław, lubię moje miasto]

Tak tak, I love my city, the amount of life that can be found here is not comparable to the one in lots of cities I've been to. Yesterday a lovely package arrived here, to pokój 701, containing love, and some other things. The most remarkable of this things are a book, and underpants. Fuckin' good underpants, I must say THX, my love!

Today night we start a interesting journey, a journey that will lead us to Gdansk, and later on to Bydgoszcz. Weather forecast doesn't say anything good, but we still want to know Poland quite well. hell, we are ERASMUS for some reason.

["Ego sum via veritas et vita"]

Here I am, in library, finally I got up early and I got a place here. I'm now trying to work hard in my project, in order to prepare all for February, because the semester ends, and I have to fulfill objectives. Besides, I feel quite empty this days. Mi mind and my heart are constantly traveling home and coming back. ERASMUS is a incredible experience, but I have to say that once you get used to it, it gets as normal as every life. I was a fool, thinking that this feeling from the beginning was going to stay with me forever. But I regret nothing. This is just another experience for my collection! and as everything else's, it's destiny was bonded to black and white equilibrium.

Yesterday I took a couple of photos at +-3:45. The sun was going to bed already...

[Czy lubisz Poznań?]

Hi everyone! This weekend I went to Poznan, Wielkopolska. I was Alex, Daniel & me, the 3 of us took a train Saturday morning and came back on Sunday evening. Besides the tourism, we also tried to fit into the local night ambient, helped by Lech Poznan fans, which we met practically all the time.
About the city itself, what we can say? it's beautiful, and Stary Rynek is wonderful, a piece of art, similar to Rynek Ratusz in Wroclaw. The WWII memorial is also impressive, with weapons, tanks and military stuff all over it. The island Ostrów Tumski is also nice, good to mention that is entirely occupied by religious institutions.

Besides all this, I'm trying to do as well as possible, I have to work more in my project! here I let you some photos which form a small collection that I've called "This is war".