Gdansk

I‘m trying to take care of the backlog (even more with English version of the texts).

Last year I’ve been on a week-long business trip in Polish Gdansk.I only managed to take a couple pictured, but it took me more than a year to process and publish them. I was sort of forced to process them – I had a very inspirational discussion recently about travel pictures and I started to feel the need to go over my Brittany photographs (and these were the last travel pictures that were in the queue above Brittany).

So, Gdansk. My employer made me go to Gdansk in the April of 2015. The time of year wasn’t perfect, neither was the location, but what can you do. I haven’t heard about anything worth seeing there and therefore had no idea what will I do with my free time. My guess was that I will walk around the small city center, maybe see some sea shore… As there was no car included in this business trip it didn’t matter if there was anything interesting outside Gdansk.

At the last moment before I left Prague I remembered that I knew some polish larpers form Geas and some of them might live close by. And what surprise it was for me – I was right. They even decided to make time for me on Sunday evening to show me the city center. They took me to Bobby burger for gluten free and lactose free burgers and to the Bunkier – an anti-aircraft bunker where the most interesting parties are held.

There’s no reason to tell you about the past of the city, everyone can read Wikipedia. I’ve spend most of the off-work time walking around the center, but aside from that I’ve also decided to go from the office to the hotel by foot. Through the industrial marina and next to the European Solidarity Center – the most original building of the whole city (my opinion, you can disagree). To be honest I wouldn’t expect to see such a building in Gdansk, but more like in Corellia, just a few hundred floors taller.

A little warning to the possible future visitors – take some cash, there are many problems with cards. For example, you are able to buy a ticket by card at the main train station, but nowhere else and it can take up to one hour to find an ATM that will take you card and give you cash to buy a ticket back.

But there are cases when the card problems can be beneficial to you. My hotel called me a taxi to the airport and informed them I will be paying by card. Everything went well, up to the moment when I was supposed to pay. The card terminal my taxi driver had wasn’t willing to connect to the network or accept my card. After about ten minutes of trying the driver decided that my ride was “gratis” and smiled.

Once again I’ve used a “pocket” Olympus camera inherited from my father. I wasn’t able to accept his departure and it was a way how to have him closer to me… somehow.