Poland is beautiful, too

As some of you know, 10 days ago I spent 4 days hiking in the mountains with my best friend, M. I had been a bit reluctant to go there because of the weather forecasts (= rain, rain, and more rain + temperature around zero promising heavy icing) but fortunately, even terrible dreams about being left stranded on some unknown mountain didn’t cause me to change my plans (I’m actually a bit surprised that I had nightmares like that* – that was probably the first time my subconscious tried to mess with me before journey). Which was great because the weather once again proved to be unpredictable:

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This is a 360-degree photo but I don’t know how to post it properly. You can see M. sitting on a railing and my shadow in the corner 🙂

It was probably the best time to visit these mountains: trees and grassy trains in the lower parts of the mountains already brightly colored, crystal clear air due to low (but not too low) temperature, sky so blue that everything looked surreal…

… and snow in the higher parts of the mountains (Winter is Coming)!

Of course I couldn’t resist bringing two jelly drinks from my diminishing supplies of Japanese goodies…

… not to mention taking a shadow-selfie and a shoes-selfie:

I’m pretty sure that I have too many shoes-selfies presenting the same shoes. Well, shadow-selfies show the same shadow, so…

Anyway, this was probably my last overnight trip this year and I feel a bit restless knowing that. But I’ve already got plans for January, February, March, and April/May, so it’s probably time to start saving money and building stamina. And focusing on my studies (I keep forgetting about that).


*My mind should know that when it comes to the mountains, I’m more afraid of ice: several years ago I slipped on ice while descending a rather steep slope and I split my head which was really painful and scary – and a bit humiliating because I did it while trying to shake off a group of loud teenagers and they all saw it. I was young and stupid and didn’t call emergency services (the bravado of youth!), deciding to finish the trail on my own with a makeshift dressing I made using my scarf. The story (obviously) has a happy ending as I reached my destination on my (bloody) own, but have been scared of walking on ice ever since.

Author: strzy-a

Sometimes traveling solo, sometimes with others. Writing about everything and nothing. Mostly to remember.

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