Day 363

Im alive in Poland. Marta and I survived to the flight, even thought I lost my passport in the plane... I've been stucked at the borders for few minutes... I was lucky the guy was nice, he went to find it in the plane instead of beating me to death!
Im now using the computer of Marta's best friend's brother... yes haha we came here to visit Marta's best friend's parents while this girl, also named Marta, is in Dublin... Long and funny story!
We stay with Marta's grandma, and her mother came as well, to cook and so on. Food's awesome, her family is cool, but god, no one here's speak english nor french! And I only know how to say: hello thank you yes motherfucker fuck its fucking good goodbye... Anyways. Haha! Her grandmothers solved the problem, they talk to me in polish. When they see I don't understand, they repeat slower. Obviously I still don't understand so they try with signs... not always easy... So we finaly go get Marta to translate!
We stay in this small town till friday and then will go back to Czeczcin (the city with the lovely guy at the airport). Most of Marta's friend are now living their cause honnestly, there is not much to do in this town... We'll spend the weekend there, then we'll go to Warsow to visit Greg, Marta's brother (he used to lived in London so I met him quit often). After that I think we'll come back to her grandma's, for more polish food :) I like cabbage with meat wrapped in a kind of pasta! And hareng's salads are so tasty! Menoum
Weather is shit... It was already summer in London, for 2 weeks I haven't seen any rain, only sun, wind, sun sun sun! I spent so many days outdoor in any parks wiyth my sunglasses, and now that I am in holidays... rain, snow, rain, wind, minus 2... I guess it could be worst... hu hum...
Marta just told me that we gonna go swimming tomorrow, hopefully in a indoor pool! Youloulou!