Kozyglowy

Trip Start Apr 29, 2006
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Trip End Nov 15, 2007


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Friday, June 30, 2006

Warsaw
30.6.06

Warsaw is a newly rebuilt city with a lovely McDonalds and convenient internet centre for me to download the pod in the underground of the Metro Station. We parked at the same meter for 3 hours, it had a 1 hour limit before you were supposed to move on, but we just kept feeding the meter with Zloty, hoping no one would notice us.

We sent a message via the internet to our Rotary friends Satish and Graeme for the change over night. It's a pity we had to miss this one.

Poland is distinctly low on Caravan Parks and out of the way places are sometimes hard to find and unsafe. We were reluctant to stay in a truckie stop in a service station as we had been warned to be careful. So we headed down a little road near Kozyglowy until we came to the absolute end of a dirt road and still had no where to settle. It was about 7pm by this stage and the boys were getting tired and hungry. We try to get going in the morning by 9am and park up in the evening by 6pm, but it's usually and hour or so either way.

So as we stood at the end of this track in a farming community, I noticed a very old lady in her garden and asked if we could camp for the night near her home on the side of the road. Dear old Clara spoke no English but we did have a wonderful chat, 'Australia' seems to have been the magic word. Presently her daughter came outside and asked what was wrong, in Polish. I asked if she spoke English or Dutch, but German was the closest we could get. Clara had already motioned that there were no caravan parks nearby, but I could not let it rest at that. In my best German I asked Bernadetta if we might please stay close by. She got the gist of my request and first apologized but then told her Uncle Edmund to take down the fence and let us into their side yard. I was mightily relieved.

Clara was a treat. She couldn't get enough of us and inspected both vans inside and out chatting in Polish the whole time. We asked Clara, Bernadetta and Uncle Edmund to stay with us for coffee. They bought delicious home grown strawberries, biscuits and a 4 week old kitten for me to hold. Soon Bernadette's husband Eugene joined us from work. He had a smuttering of English. All our ages were discussed and we couldn't get over how much the 71 year old Clara wanted to be involved with everything. She happily sat out there in the drizzle with all of us. Lou and Des took lots of photos so Eugene brought out his Laptop for Lou to download them all. I guess it would be something to tell the neighbours. We slept well without the worry of passing traffic or the unknown of a carpark.

5am the cock crowed! It must have a huge roost to look after because it didn't shut up till 6am. By 7am the family came out to chat with us again and watch how the campers were tucked away. Clara brought fresh milk in a jug for our breakfasts, still warm from the cow Bernadetta was milking and 4 big eggs fresh from the hens roaming free in the yard. Our lucky day. The clip on koalas were a big hit with Clara and Bernadetta and I was glad they had a record of the unusual visit in the photos. We were sad to leave as they had been so interested in us and we in them, they had temporarily become family.
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