Ah yes last night.
Last night we had no money, well like 6pound. This is however enough to drink with. We met up with Witek's lifelong friend Casper, a cool and strangely constantly wound up guy. He's a bit of a legend really, he's been on the Trans-Mongolian as well as spending a lot of time in Ulan Bator and Moscow. He also lives with a half Japanese half Polish girl called Hannah who decried my idea of visiting lots of different areas of Japan in favour of just seeing one of two cities properly. Bollocks to that, I've already bought the rail ticket.
At the start of the night the Bankomat thingy knicked Karol's card so she went home. Humorously we rang the ATM people and they rebooted the ATM from a control centre somewhere in Poland. we then discovered that not only does this not give you your card back but it also demonstrates how Polish ATM's are operated by Windows XP.
Anyway we were taken to a park, a fucking rough park, at night. This park had a ridiculously over the top play park in it with a creation known simply as 'The Spider' We climbed said spider and went on some tire swings. More interestingly on the way back someone asked Casper for a light, ran off with it, lit some Poy (Spinning ball of fire things that are used by hippies and people in the circus), then preceded to be shit at Poy and set her arse on fire, People should witness this at least once in their life.
Oh yer that night was when we looked out of the window and it was bright red, really really bright red. Very odd indeed. I bet the Polish shepards were loving it.
Morning After...
We went back to the trade centre. It was open but didn't change travelers Cheques anymore. getting there took an hour but we then had to go to a bank in the centre of town. People who complain about english banks are inexperienced in the ways of the continent. It took 5 separate women 50minutes to cash two cheques. Most of this time was spent watching them natter rubbish to each other. Caster says it can be worse than this...
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