The Palace of Culture, given by Stalin to the city and especially the much hated senior citizens (but also young people do not go crazy). The interior (which has a cinema, theater, etc.) is constructed in a very complicated, Natalia was able to get lost trying to get on the elevator tower.
kindly spared us this setback, accompanying us to the door and giving us over to the lady of the lift that without even looking (he was reading a book) has pressed the button to the 33rd floor. It really spend those ten minutes, from there you see all over Warsaw, 360 degrees! At number 4
Polish language. While not understand practically anything, I find it very funny.
My favorite words:
tak (usually used in repetition, and TAK TAK), which voul say yes and
Uwaga (too good!) Which means attention.
The third place for old ladies on the road.
socialMy soul is outraged by the fact that older people who have worked all my life, are found with 30 hours, 40 € board which of course in a city can not survive and are forced to continue working, on the roadside.
My aesthetic sense (a po'bastardo) is the beautiful, between the greyness of a metropolis, with their colorful flowers and baskets of mushrooms or berries. Small
celebration of old women.
Second place goes ...
... food! First What salads, ready to be found (but cool!) in every supermarket: grated carrots with garlic, salad and apple and then barbietole cabbages, cucumbers ... The joy of the herbivores.
Then these cute sweet pastry rings (unfortunately I forgot the name) that once you start do not finish more ...
And of course the dugouts: my favorite stuffed with sauerkraut and mushrooms (I am a po'rustica lately, I know), those of Robert with potatoes and goat cheese.
(photo below)
... and the first place ...
Go to a street, home of beautiful small bar and several cultural events: St. Próżna
The particularity of this lane is to keep its homes in the same state they were in at the end of War II World, in memory of men, women and Jewish children killed during the conflict. This gesture refers to a Jewish custom that when a family moves into a new home, leaving for example a piece of wall untouched (well, not whitening) to remember the people who lived there before them.
Once a year the road is also the center of the Festival of Jewish Culture (singersfestival.pl) - purtroppo noi abbiamo avuto tempo solo Tues gironzolare: l'atmosfera era molto allegra e internazionale. Magari l'anno Prossimo ...
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