For anyone thats ever been on a long trip, you know how exhausting they are. For the last eight days, we had traveled through three different European countries, with heavy suitcases. Not only were we exhausted but we many of us didn't like the duck and other food that was being served. Yes, we knew we were picky Americans when it came to food. When people think of Poland they think cold winters, communism and perogies.
Thre is nothing I love more than perogies. I eat them at home all the time. Yet here I was about to be eating them in a Polish Cafe. Kasia and her family brought us to the cutest cafe where they had twenty different types of Perogies. We had a variety of Perogies that night. From sweet tasting ones to regular Perogies filled with the greatest potatoes I ever had. The thing about Europe was that everyone pretty much spoke English so when it was my turn to order my Perogies the waitress didn't look at me weird when I asked for them in English.
After we ate our main course we moved on to dessert expect I guess a common trend in Europe is that you don't stay at the same Cafe for dessert. We then ventured to the main square of Krakow. There I had the best Tiramisu that I ever had in my life. Of course it was served with hot chocolate, I mean it was about 15 degrees out and late March. The hot chocolate was spectacular, they literally took a chocolate bar, melted it added a little milk and served it to us. Truthfully, I would go all the way back to Poland just for that hot chocolate.
Over dessert and hot chocolate, her parent asked me questions about the United States. Luckily for me they spoke great English and asked me questions about my family and the college I wanted to attend in the fall. Then Kasia insisted that we leave to meet her friend at another cafe. At this point, I really wanted to go home and sleep but it was my Birthday so she told me we needed to celebrate with all her friends.
The main square of Krakow was all lighten up and beautiful. All the shops were still open even though it was pretty late. I asked Kasia if we could go shopping but once again she insisted that we needed to get to our next place. When we walked through the door to the next cafe I heard a bunch of whispers. All the sudden we walked into this back room and everyone screamed surprise!! All my Polish friends who had been in the United States last spring were at the surprise party that Kasia planned for me. There was more dessert and cake. They sang Happy Birthday in Polish and we danced the night away.
Not many people can say that they turned eighteen in Europe. Yet, not only did I turn eighteen in Europe, I also had a surprise party planned for me and was reunited with all my Polish friends. I never wanted to leave Europe and after all at dinner that night Kasia's Mom said she would adopt me. At this point, I was highly considering it!
Its always nice to read about people's travels across this huge planet. Nice post
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