Friday, May 09, 2003

Viva Poland!



Well, at yesterday's lunch, the Qvo Vadis staff was dressed in sombreros. Odd enough. They also served something that appeared to be enchiladas. I don't generally eat enchiladas, so I didn't risk it.

Perhaps that is what put me in mind of Mexican food, though, and that evening I ended up at El Popo for dinner. The food was...interesting. Good, but unusual. The quesadillas seemed more like cheese turnovers. The flautas were served with a side of potatos and sausage...Christina assures me that this can be autentically Mexican, but I didn't sample the sausage to find out if it was chorizo.

Dinner was accompanied by a mariachi band, who seemed quite good. During their break, they wandered over to the bar and started trying to figure out how to transfer photos from one person's cell phone to another's Palm Pilot. Judging by the amount of swearing that was going on, I don't think it went well.

When it came time to depart, I ran into the small problem of not remembering where the entrance/exit was. (I eschewed the margaritas, so that wasn't the problem.) Fortunately, one of the mariachis came up to help me. Unfortunately, he started trying to help me in Polish. We settled on Spanish, and I ended up back on my way to the hotel.

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Wednesday, May 07, 2003

Reconstruction

OK, I feel better today. I had a little food at lunch, which was the first real meal I had since Monday dinner. Still not sure if it was food poisoning or what. By the way, the restaurant's name is actually Qvo Vadis...the fact that the first thing that jumps out at you from their web site is the phrase "Mix-Erotix" is somewhat disconcerting. And yesterday and today, nobody was wearing togas...oddly disappointing.

Other than feeling incredibly sick, yesterday wasn't a total loss. It was the conference afternoon off, and I had signed up for an organized tour of Warsaw. It suffered from some of the usual downsides of bus tours...why did we get out of the bus here, but drive by there, but all in all, it wasn't bad. For some reason, only a small fraction of the conference attendees signed up, so we were actually in a Mercedes mini-bus.

Anyway, here's my impression of our tour guide:

"The Nazis destroyed that...The Nazis destroyed that...The Russians desroyed that...The Nazis destroyed that...OK, that we just didn't build right to begin with...The Nazis destroyed that..."

Seriously, though, that's unfair of me. It leaves out the most astounding part of the city, which was that after the war, they decided to built it right back again. As a result, you can stroll down streets that look hundreds of years old, but are less than 60. And it's not like a Disneyland version...everything was done for authenticity, not tourism. It displays a certain amount of stubornness..."OK, we don't really need a castle any more, but we're not going to let some jerks come into our country and burn it down."



As the World Heritage page says,

During the Warsaw Uprising in August 1944, more than 85% of Warsaw's historic centre was destroyed by Nazi troops. After the war, a five-year reconstruction campaign by its citizens resulted in today's meticulous restoration of the Old Town, with its churches, palaces and market-place. It is an outstanding example of a near-total reconstruction of a span of history covering the 13th to the 20th century.


Actually, the castle was not restored until the 1980s. One of the odd sights in the castle were busts of Washington and Jefferson, which were donated by Bush I. They were displayed like wedding gifts that a couple didn't really want, but have to leave out for fear of offending someone. (Note: we didn't get anything like that. It was all great. You shold be getting your thank you notes soon.)

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Tuesday, May 06, 2003

Maybe it wasn't the sleep...



I'm continuing to feel iffy this morning. (I'll spare you the details.) I thought maybe it was the room service I ordered last night. But I just talked to a colleague who said that he thought he had gotten food poisoning from lunch at the conference yesterday. Great... He described the choices as "unidentifiable meat, unidentifiable meat, unidentifiable meat, unidentifiable meat..." That pretty much sums it up. The restaurant is called "Quo Vadis", and it features weird decor and a bunch of people standing around in togas -- it has this weird Caesar's Palace vibe going on.

I think I'll try to stay away from the unidentifiable meat today.

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To sleep...



A year and a half ago, I said,

In my early 20s, I could stay up all night w/ no consequence beyond sleepiness the next day. Now, as I near the end of my 20s, I find myself unable to cut into my 8 hours of sleep much w/o getting headaches and upset stomachs. Blech.


Well, on the other side of 30, I can report that the upset stomachs still reign, though I find myself mercifully headache-free this morning. Thank goodness for small favors.

I just sort wish my sleep pattern corresponded to either Maryland or Warsaw. I'm sleeping like 8pm-1am and 4am-7am Warsaw time, which is 2pm-7pm and 10pm-1am back home. I guess that is 8 hours, though you wouldn't know it from the signals my body is giving me right now.

Anyway, you'll excuse me if I lack charming comments about my trip right now. In the mean time, enjoy Christina's weblog update.

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Monday, May 05, 2003

Apology for Eating at McDonald's



I feel like I should start this out with an apology for eating at McDonald's yesterday. I'm not entirely sure of the basis for this feeling, but it's been nagging at me. Maybe I should start with a defense instead. I was hungry. My other options seemed to be room service and various hole-in-the-wall kebab places. And I wanted something cheap and quick to eat before the conference reception last night. I managed to communicate my order with the McDonalds worker, mostly because she knew some English. I got the Cordon Bleu meal, which suggested to me some lines for "Pulp Fiction II":

Vincent: And you know what they call a... a... a McChicken in Warsaw?
Jules: They don't call it a McChicken?
...
Vincent: They call it a "Cordon Bleu".


Anyway, that picture above, from the McDonald's web site is the first McDonald's to open in Poland, and the one I went to yesterday. So at least I went to a historical site. And it's the first McDonald's I've seen where they serve Red Bull.

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Sunday, May 04, 2003

Taxi!





The guidebook warned against hiring a taxi driver who solicited me in the Warsaw airport. No problem. Well, except for the fact that as soon as I left the terminal, I had taxi drivers swarming around me asking if I needed a taxi. I said "no", which wasn't all that convincing, since I kept standing there.

I like to look around and get my bearings on a situation before taking action. I was hoping there was something else around I could feign interest in, but there wasn't much to the area in the front of the airport. An attempt to examine the exchange rates to see how I did at the exchange near passport control led to offers of help with that. I finally just walked up to the taxi desk (as advised by the guidebook and various signs around the airport) and said "Sofitel Victoria?"

The woman behind the counter confirmed that I in fact wanted a taxi there and led me to a waiting one from one of the more reputable companies (according to the guidebook). I asked how much it would be -- she told me around 35 zloty. It ended up being 26 zloty (about 7 bucks). Plus, I got to hear One Night in Bangkok on the radio on the way.

Later, when I went out to get the GPS coordinates of the hotel (52o 14.396' N, 21o 00.757' E), a taxi driver stopped and asked if I needed a ride. (OK, he asked me something. I make assumptions.) I guess they have pretty agressive taxi drivers here for some reason.

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