Postcards from Poland, Part One
Remnants from its tragic history are never far from sight – we toured more museums and stood in silence at more monuments than we could possibly relay. We walked often with heavy lumps in our throats, choking back tears, and shaking our heads in sheer disbelief. Some of the darkest days in humanity played out on Poland’s soil, and to engage it all in just a few weeks was a substantive shock to the system.
But a good shock, a necessary shock, a disturbance that pales in comparison to the actual events and thus should be experienced by all today such that we never, ever forget.
That a country can pull itself up, live through and then shake off the shackles of communism, and still present itself with such a beautiful spirit is exceptionally admirable. There is no other country in the world that has given us such a dreary history lesson but then was so pleasurable in every other regard.
Obviously, Poland’s impression on us now runs quite deep. Because of that, our traditional postcards “finale” post had to be split into two parts, to accommodate all the beauty that we are so eager to share with you.
This is part one…