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Polish Public Transport = FUN!
Back in feb the missus and I went over to Poland so I could go and meet the family and drink too much. During the week we stayed with the family in Chestohova, and on the weekend we weekend we decided to go to Krakow for a romantic, post valentine's day break.

We left the house at about 4am to get the 5am train and it was snowing a bit but nothing too mental.

We got on the train and settled down for the 2 and a bit hour journey to Krakow. As we sat there trying to get comfy on what was literally a converted cattle carriage was proving difficult, but we chucked some more layers on and tried to make the most of it. After a while we noticed that it was getting really, really cold, but we thought nothing of it and managed to have a little nap.

Upon waking up I opened my eyes and was greeted by pristine white snow drifts all around us. Literally all around us. The snow had somehow come into the train and been blown into the carriage and so we ended up with about 6 inches of snow on the floor 3 inches on us and about a foot in between the carriages. What amazed me was the fact that nobody batted an eyelid at this. And the train got in on time, no fuss at all.

So, more a surreal experience than traumatic (I'd say traumatic would be on the journey back when I was threatened by a polish copper for not putting my fag end in the bin - and me not knowing a word of Polish apart from "I love you", "beer", "sandwich", "please" and "thank you").
(Fri 30th May 2008, 12:20, More)