Polish Hospitality

Stomaches full, tents cleared, bags and bikes packed, goodbyes were said and we managed to resist kidnapping their little puppy; we were ready for departure. However, not before the man had shoved our hands full with cans of warthog meat. He had caught and canned it himself. With a smile, we left the house and … More Polish Hospitality

Poland in sight

Time had once again come to get back on the road and brave all the crazy drivers, who have probably gotten their license together with a cereal box. These are the kind of people that think roadsigns are decorations and that roadkill is needed to thin out the species. We were relieved every evening when … More Poland in sight