Leaving...
Okay I admit, the night that I was supposed to go to the Halloween party? I didn't go. I got dressed up and then realised that most people wouldn't be there or dressed up and then it got later and I started getting comfortable and so I didn't bother. The next night I was supposed to go with Anna to a club for a concert, it was rainy and cold and I was warm and comfortable so I didn't go. Last night, however, I went out to celebrate one of my very last nights in Le Krak. I went out in the afternoon to eat with Callie and then to Friends once last time, finally I made my way home to pack franticly (I managed to get everything in! yay me and my marvellous packing skilz!) Dawid stopped by to cart away three whole bags worth of crap then I met up with Callie and we walked through the cold cold weather to Kaz. We've been trying to go to a bar called Translywania but it's been closed lately :(. So we went to B-Side where we sat in relative near darkness and a number of people showed up and we sat and talked and drank and it was rather nice. Eventually it was only three people left, Callie, Ryan, and I. They kicked us out at 1.45am and so we went to another place nearby that was open, had one last drink then the three of us split a taxi home since Callie was on the way and Ryan lives the next street over from me. Got back at 3am very drunk. 1 wodka/sprite, 4 shots krupnik, 1 jagermister/redbull, 1 glass of water. It was good to go out and enjoy myself for one last time.
Today is my last day in Krakow. It's weird. I know I had some problems adjusting to the city itself when I first got here, and although I did appreciate it I had problems more with the Poles themselves and it took me a while to really get to love the city. Now that I'm set to go back and I know I'm not just going back for a vacation but I'm moving back, I really don't wanna go. Oh sure I want homecooked food, wendys and burgerking, american style pizza, heat in the winter, and my cat. But I want the cafes, the bars, the style and life of Krakow too! I want to be able to get up in the mornings and have the option of 5million different cafes that I can park myself at and just relax and people watch. I want the option of going to tiny underground crypts to relax on plush couches and drink. I want the culture and the uniqueness of this city... but with the comforts of having heating that works properly, a shower that I don't have to hold up with one hand, a kitchen that consists of more than just a hot water heater and a hot plate, and a tv that shows something other than Polish soapoperas. *sigh* I dunno. I'm not really looking forward to going back home. I know I will just be sitting there bored and with no real escape. I can't even just go for a walk and enjoy the sights because there is nothing. And all the friends I have at home are so far away that it's almost impossible to see them. So I don't wanna go back. gah. I think I'll get a cat for company to help me ease the pain of transition.
So today, getting back to the point, I go have lunch at one of my favourite places, Camalot, and I think I might have to drink a bit while there because I want my favourite drinks from there and that includes hot wine and hot beer. Then it's back to make sure everything is packed and the other things are thrown away and all the rest, then paying rent and signing papers and finally that will be it and I leave tomorrow. :(
Today is my last day in Krakow. It's weird. I know I had some problems adjusting to the city itself when I first got here, and although I did appreciate it I had problems more with the Poles themselves and it took me a while to really get to love the city. Now that I'm set to go back and I know I'm not just going back for a vacation but I'm moving back, I really don't wanna go. Oh sure I want homecooked food, wendys and burgerking, american style pizza, heat in the winter, and my cat. But I want the cafes, the bars, the style and life of Krakow too! I want to be able to get up in the mornings and have the option of 5million different cafes that I can park myself at and just relax and people watch. I want the option of going to tiny underground crypts to relax on plush couches and drink. I want the culture and the uniqueness of this city... but with the comforts of having heating that works properly, a shower that I don't have to hold up with one hand, a kitchen that consists of more than just a hot water heater and a hot plate, and a tv that shows something other than Polish soapoperas. *sigh* I dunno. I'm not really looking forward to going back home. I know I will just be sitting there bored and with no real escape. I can't even just go for a walk and enjoy the sights because there is nothing. And all the friends I have at home are so far away that it's almost impossible to see them. So I don't wanna go back. gah. I think I'll get a cat for company to help me ease the pain of transition.
So today, getting back to the point, I go have lunch at one of my favourite places, Camalot, and I think I might have to drink a bit while there because I want my favourite drinks from there and that includes hot wine and hot beer. Then it's back to make sure everything is packed and the other things are thrown away and all the rest, then paying rent and signing papers and finally that will be it and I leave tomorrow. :(