I always thought the one thing missing from the whole experience of traveling by bus was the opportunity to watch mind-numbingly dull commercials on TV. Simply enduring repeated umbrella blows to the thorax from combative old ladies is not enough these days. As if by a miracle my fantasies have been fulfilled by the advent of Bus TV. Apparently this miracle occurred some time ago but I haven’t been on a bus for a while, or at least sober on a bus for a while, so the revelation has been late in coming to Polandian.
I don’t remember the first time I saw Pani Basia, but I do remember the last. She was sitting on a battered chair on the pavement outside my building. Blue lights and paramedics were standing by, hands on hips. It looked like she’d fallen again. I didn’t see her fall, but then I didn’t see her fall the first time. We just found her on her back, struggling, for all the world like a cartoon turtle, except the splash of blood from her head wasn’t funny.
Polandian Theme Month is a cunning invention that does away with the need for me to think up a new idea every week. This month’s theme is My Polish Street, which has the double advantage of providing a framework for a series of devastatingly incisive posts on modern urban Poland as well as eliminating the need for me to walk very far to take pictures. Today: Polish Graffiti.
When I first saw the headline I thought “My God, an ABBA revival concert!” and started checking the listings for Sala Kongresowa!
1980’s Swedish meat
However, it turns out that this is a far more sinister plot that should have everyone who’s eaten pierogi z mięsem in a Krakow bar mleczny heading for the toilet.
Almost 200 tonnes [...]
Ah, September. Season of mellow fruitfulness, misty mornings, and fistfuls of glossy leaflets. Kids are back at the chalkface and private language schools are scrambling to snare all those eager young brains and parental wallets with visions of Big Ben and Times Square. The prime weapon in this battle is the leaflet. “Your child must [...]
I attended the ceremonies marking the 70th anniversary of the start of World War II yesterday in Krakow. It was an understated but moving event. Attendance was low and seemed to consist mainly of people who happened to be walking past at the time plus a gang of frenetic photographers. As we know, Poles have [...]
In a moment of madness the fine people at Krakow Post asked me to write a column for them. I protested that I was an extremely busy man, what with toenails to be clipped and windows to be stared out of, but they twisted my arm and waved beer coupons under my nose until I [...]
From TVN24 via Polskie Radio we bring you the exclusive (ish) news that from now on the making of any kind of noise in Krakow during the playing of the “hejnał” will leave you open to fines, embarrassment and a general talking-to from the city’s guards.
The hejnał, or Hejnał Mariacki to give it its [...]
Construction of a new bridge across the Vistula River in Kraków has begun. The new bridge will be for pedestrians and cyclists only and will connect ul. Mostowa in Kazimierz with ul. Budzińskiego in Podgórze. The single span suspension bridge will cross the river at the same point where several earlier bridges have stood, the [...]
Every city has it’s half-remembered legends of the way things used to be. Disappeared districts, demolished factories, buried rivers. As the decades pass a folk memory lives on, becoming vaguer with each generation. Spend some time in Krakow and sooner or later you will hear about the lost river. Everybody tells it differently and nobody [...]