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botas lindinhas e boazinhas, que ja nao aguentava mais ir a lado nenhum. Decidi comer um gelado e sentar, enquanto esperava pelo senhor do couchsurfing.Houve alguma confusao, mas finalmente conseguimos nos encontrar.Ele foi excelente, ajudou-me imenso durante aquele tempo, explicou-me o que eu deveria apanhar como transportes e o que deveria ver, e ainda me ajudou com as fotos e com o meu primeiro jantar e pequeno-almoco.Na capital, embora algumas coisas me lembrassem demasiado Lisboa, fiquei encantada com a riqueza de edificios e monumentos que encontrei por la. Muita coisa num aspecto classico, um estilo antigo misturado com os arranha ceus e o principal e grande edificio no meio deles.Gostei da parte velha (Old Town), da rua principal (Royal Street), da vista das pontes, e e claro, do zoologico. Podia parecer nao muito bonito, "jaulas como animais, como eu costumo dizer", ainda por cima o clima nao era o mais apropriado, podia ser pequeno e os animais estarem quase todos uns em cima dos outros, mas a quantidade de animais ali presentes e a variedade, era fantastica. Fiquei encantada a primeira vista, mais pelos animais do que outra coisa, tanto e que o meu cartao de memoria ficou bem cheio a saida do zoo, e eu ainda tinha a cidade para ver.Uma coisa definitavemente divertida que me lembro, foi quando o senhor do couchsurfing me disse: "temos um zoo bonzito, mas agora o clima nao esta bom, entao muitos animais devem estar fechados, e so alguns ca fora". Pensamento da Daniela: "Ok, hoje so vou ver pinguins, focas, ursos polares, e afins". Chego ao jardim zoologico: girafas e elefantes da parte de fora. Pinguins, ursos polares e focas, nem ve-los O.o. "Algo definitivamente esta errado neste pais xD"E vi um patinho pelo qual me apaixonei completamente, inevitavelmente :3 Ele era querido e tinha um olhar super doce :3Para alem dessas zonas, visitei ainda no ultimo dia, antes de ir para Krakow, o Wilanow Palace, que infelizmente nao estava aberto devido as condicoes meteorologicas, e que nao estava tao bonito como eu acredito que ele seja de facto. Tive pena de nao ter acesso a galeria deles cheia de estatuetas e ao seu interior, mas senti-me contente por pelo menos poder ve-lo de alguma forma.O azienki-Park foi algo que tambem adorei, e finalmente percebi porque nao traduziram o nome do parque para o ingles (parque casa-de-banho, ahahahahah).Pela primeira vez vi esquilos tao perto, e ali no parque um deles subiu-me pelas pernas a cima, e com a patinha dele tocou varias vezes na ponta do meu casaco feito fofo. A minha camara estava em zoom, e eu estava tao nas nuvens por ter um esquilo nas minhas pernas, que nem reagi. Consequencia: a unica prova que tenho deste esquilinho eh uma foto em que mal se percebe o que esta la.Da mesma forma rapida como ele subiu, assim ele desceu.Mas enfim, o parque e extremamente bonito, rico em estatuetas (para variar), uma grande quantidade de pavoes que se acham todos bonitos, e infelizmente nao tive tempo para ver tudo.Mal tinha trazido roupas comigo,
e uma das consequencias era o quao suja e horrivel eu me sentia, definitivamente.No caminho para Krakow, dei com um casal de espanhois na minha frente e um rapazito na minha fila. Estava super frio da parte de fora, mas dentro do comboio era tremendamente quente. Eu apenas tinha roupas de inverno, e estava a morrer la dentro. O rapaz da minha fila estava a sentir-se otimo de manga curta, e nao parecia querer baixar o quente da cabine. Pedi-lhe que abrisse a porta, e ele de facto abriu. menos de 5 minutos depois, ja ele estava a fechar a porta da cabine -.-Desesperada com a situacao, tive de passar toda a viagem no corredor do comboio, fora da cabine.E assim comecei bem, a minha primeira viagem para fora de Pomerania ^^ ________________________________________________________________________________It was really dificult to decide where i should go. My small Easter Holidays were about to start, and no one from the capital answered me. Hopeless, i signed up on Couchsurfing and asked a big number of persons if they would host me, even if it would be so on time. To make matters worse, no one was able to do it.The last school day arrived, and no one had accept my couch request. After the classes, i arrived at the dorm and there was a message of one 30 years old guy, young, with a small daughter, (quickly i could understand that he was divorced) that was providing me a place to sleep during the following days.The truth was that he didn't had too much experience on the website, and that was making me worried.Nevertheless, after praying so much to find a place, i supposed that this could be the God's answer. Even though i was not sure, i decided to accept.Right on the time, i made my baggage and went to the capital. For the first time i went to the adventure of walking till the Oliwa station, with Gosia's pink bag, through the night, walking fast as if someone was following me, without knowing exactly when should i turn to the left side, if after MacDonald, or a little bit further.Next to the MacDonald, i found one guy that was walking on the path. I decided to ask him about the station and him, after asking me where i was from, said that he had listen somethings about me (scaryyyyyy O.o). After a short conversation while he was guiding me to the station, he explained me that one of his teachers (he also studied at AWF) also gave me lectures, and, somehow, he spoke about me (scaryyyy anyway xD)After realizing that the ticket office was closed, i asked one guy that was passing by, about which platform i should take to go to Gdansk Gowny (big idiot, since i wanted to go to Warszawa -.-) and him, ofcourse, sent me to the SKM platform (regional train working on Tricity). And, because of my inteligence was in the highest, i climbed the stairs and realized that the hour that was written in the timetable to the center
was different. Even though that, i thought the train was late and, to help the situation, i walked till the end of the platform, far from the stairs. -.-After few minutes of waiting, some train arrived in the other platform. It was huge, and everybody on that station got inside of the train. I looked to my platform, and nobody was there."Hmmm.... why nobody goes to the capital from here?". I checked the arrival time on my ticket. I looked to the clock, exactly the same hour as my arrival time. "Hhmmmm... maybe this is the train to the capital :o"I ran as fast as i could, full of heavy luggage dancing, while i was running breathless along the the platform, getting down the stairs and climbing them again almost dying, wishing to be able to catch the train. I asked all men that were in front of the train, but all of them said me to walk forward.Finally I found one woman, very well dressed with the train outfit, whom i asked if it was the right train to go to "Warsaw" (that time i was far from getting used to polish language :o) and she, after few minutes trying to understand me, made a realy angry face and asked me: "Warszawa?". I said yes, and entered on the carriage. I was puffing for how much i ran, and two men in the entrance of the carriage were staring me completely shocked, as if something was wrong with me.The woman asked my ticket but i, one more time, couldn't understand nothing that she was saying. I asked one of the men to translate it to me and, after saying that i didn't had ticket, she started to be extremely rude and impolite.I explained that the station was closed and i couldn't buy it, but she also couldn't print the ticket for some reason. Finally, completely upset, she asked me to get inside of some cabin and wait for her.In the cabin there were a lot of young people: one asiatic, a slim girl, one guy that seemed to be full of himself (and that sat next to me xD), one man and one older couple, which the woman was staring me with one really frightening expression, giving the impression that she wanted to kill me. :oFinally, the woman appear in the cabin with my ticket, received my money, and went out protesting. The night was not really famous, i couldn't find the right position to sleep, and the controlers on the train were always coming and asking us the tickets, and i couldn't sleep properly: i was waking with the sound of the train,then i was listening music to stop listening, and later i was waking with the music xD and it was like this during all night.I arrived very early, 5 a.m.I was having a hard time with the heavy bag that Gosia had borrow me, but somehow i was able to survive during all day.I waited about one hour to the train to Zyrardow, to realize at the arrival
time that the train desapered from the timetable and didn't come on the platform. I asked for help, and one guy brought me to the information, and there i discovered that there were two train stations, one next to the other, but we needed few time (about 15min) to arrive there.When the man in the information sad that the next train would be arriving in few minutes, we ran as fast as we could, while he showed me the way to the other station. When we arrived there, the second train was about to leave. I thanked as much as i could, and i jumped inside of the train.I arrived at the "town", that for me was a village, and i got completely disapointed."Ahhhhhhh... so this is what i saw in the pictures... ok, i can come back to the capital."But what the hell i came here to do? There was absolutely nothing to do there :oDisapointed, i came back to the station, when i realized that no one spoke english there and also, they were not interested to help me. I forgot in the day before to jot down the train that would do the connection between Zyrardow and Modlin, and since they didn't spoke nothing, i was forced to come back to the capital (later train) and then catch other train to Modlin.It was a completely wasted morning, surely.After waiting a lot, finally i arrived at the capital. I asked a ticket to Modlin, and one more time the woman in the ticket office asked me to go to the information and ask one paper with the timetable of connections (come on, are you selling tickets and you don't know the hour of the trains?! -.-). When i arrived into the information, the woman refused to speak with a foreign. She didn't spoke english, but she also didn't made any effort, definitely. She turned the face to the other side, made an arrogant expression, and with the hand she made something like "go away, go away...".Completely mad, i took the Zyrardow timetable from my bag, pointed with my finger to the paper, and with really serious face said "Modlin".The woman breathed deep, protested, but printed me the paper.She gave me the paper with grudge, and i ran to buy the ticket.One more time in the queue, after losing so much time, there were only 15min left till the next train arrive. One more time, the woman in ticket office didn't explained me in which station i should catch it. In the information they refused to speak with me and, when i realized that i needed to go to the other station, it was already too late.I ran till the other station, but exactly when i arrived there, the train was leaving. Definetly was not funny to see the train leaving the platform while i couldn't do nothing but looking.Absolutely upset with the situation, i said "damn it!" louder, hit my legs with the papers of Modlin timetable, and started to walk in circles on the platform, without knowing what to
do. I forgot that i was sorrounded by people and when i realized it, everybody was looking at me surprised, some because they understood that i lost my train, and some because probably they thought that i was insane, somehow.One more hour waiting for the train, and finally i went to Modlin.Surprised, i realized that this place were not so beautiful like i saw on the pictures (again! -.-) and, to make the things worst, it was really grisly to walk there alone. Everything was abandoned, and quickly i realized that it was not normal to see people walking there, since every car was decelerating to see what idiot was passing through that place.Terrifyed, i ran till the ruins, looked to them and said: "ahhhhh... so beautiful -.-", and come back running to the train station.One more time, i almost lost the train again. This time it was my fault, because i decided to take pictures in the railway instead of going to the platform.In the train, i met a lawyer overly interested in other people, that spent all travel speaking with me. She was young, interested in everything.When i arrived at the capital, i tryed to see a little bit of the city, but even with so much information, brochures and maps, i got lost in that big and confusing city.Conclusion: it's completely visible that it's the first time in your life sightseeing a city -.-After finding myself, i walked along the "Royal street", till making so big feet blisters in that beautiful and fashionable boots, that i couldn't hang anymore to go anywhere. I decided to eat a ice cream and seat down, while i waited for the couchsurfing guy.There was some confusion about the place that we should meet, but finally we were able to meet.He was excelent, helped me a lot during all of this time, explained me how the means of transports worked in the city and what should i see, and he even helped me with the pictures and with my first dinner and breakfast.In the capital, althought some things remembered me a lot about Lisbon, i was amazed with the amount and wealth of buildings and monuments that i found there. A lot of things in a classic style, and old style mixed with skyscrapers and the mais and big building in the middle of everything.I really liked the Old Town, the Royal Street, the view from the bridges and off course, the zoo. It could be not so beautiful, "cage with animals as i used to say", and the weather was not the best for sure, it could be small and the animals almost one on the top of the other, but the amount and diversity of animals that i saw there, it was awesome. I was fascinated from the very begining, specially because of the animals, and as a conclusion i filled my memory card in the end of the zoo, and i still had all the city to see.One definetly funny situation that i remember, was when the couchsurfing guy said: "we
have a quite good zoo, but now the weather is not good, so a lot of animals should be inside, and probably you will not be able to see them." Daniela's thoughts: "Ok, today i'll see only pinguins, seals, polar bears, and so on." I arrived at the Zoo: girafes and elephants outside. Pinguins, polar bears and seals, nowhere O.o"Something is definetely wrong with this country" xD I saw also a small duck which i felt in love with completely :3 It was so cute and his eyes were so sweet :3More than this places, i visited in the last day, before going to Krakow, the Wilanow Palace, that unfortunately was closed because of the weather, and it was not so beautiful like it should be during summer. It was a pitty that i couldn't get inside of it's gallerie, full of statues, but I felt happy that at least i was able to see it from the outside, through one big glass.The azienki-Park was something that i felt in love with, and finally i understood why they didn't translate the name of the park to english (bathroom park, ahahaahha).For the first time i saw squirrels so close to me, and there in the park one of them climbed my legs, and with his paw, he touched a few times my coat in a really cute way. My camera was with zoom, and i was so much in the clouds for having one squirrel in my legs, that i had no reaction. Consequence: the only proof that i have of this moment is one picture that you almost can't understand what is there.How fast he climbed, how fast he got down.Never mind, the park is extremely beautiful, rich of statues (like usual), a big quantity of peacocks that think of themselves like stars, and unfortunately i had not time to see everything.I brought with me a really small amount of clothes, and one of the consequences was how terrible dirty and horrible i felt, definetly.On the way to Krakow, i found one spanish couple on my front and one guy on my line. Outside was extremely cold, but inside of our cabin was really hot. I only had winter clothes, and i was dying inside. The guy on my line was feeling really good with t-shirt, and it seemed that he was not interested in decreasing the temperature. I asked him to open the door, and he did. Less than 5 minutes, and he was closing the door of the cabin again. -.-Desperate with the situation, i spent all way on the train's corridor, out of the cabin.And this way, i started my trip out of Pomerania.
Work brings freedomIf you lose your hope, you're dead!Auschwitz Comentarios a serem feitos para todos os polacos:- tudo o que disse no video foi dito unicamente com honestidade, e reflete apenas o que eu vejo- de forma alguma se trata de critica, especialmente porque eu adoro o vosso pais- quando falo das raparigas, apenas refiro a realidade comparativamente com as do meu pais. Obviamente que as pessoas nao se podem meter todas no mesmo saco, conheco todo o tipo de pessoas tanto aqui como no meu pais, e felizmente todos somos diferentes- o mesmo se trata com a cozinha, obviamente voces nao comem so batatas, a expressao que usei mostra apenas a proporcao que voces ingerem comparativamente connosco (obviamente tambem existem pessoas no meu pais que passam a vida a fazer fritos, e eu conheco bem de perto alguns desses casos!)- lembrem-se sempre que o programa nao serve para criticar o povo polaco, mas para mostrar as diferentes realidades entre culturas: todos nos vemos diferencas de paises para paises, e voces tambem tem diferencas boas! Comentarios a serem feitos para todas os portugueses:- tal como em relacao aos comentarios feitos aos polacos, de igual forma se trata o caso do Cristiano Ronaldo: tal como disse na entrevista, existem sempre as pessoas que o idolatram, outras que nao gostam tanto dele e outros que se deixam estar pela indiferenca. Com o que disse, gostaria apenas de mostrar que nao se trata bem daquilo que todos pensam: aqui na Polonia todos eles pensam que nos, como portugueses, adoramos o Cristiano, dai eu ter mostrado o meu parecer. Admiro-o por jogar bem e por ter chegado tao longe, levando o nome do meu pais. No entanto, ha pontos negativos nele (como em toda a gente), que faz com que nem toda a gente goste tanto dele como os estrangeiros pensam que acontece- de forma alguma usei a entrevista para enaltecer ou rebaixar o nosso pais. Quando saimos e vemos outras realidades, percebemos o quanto amamos o nosso pais, e o quao bom ele e. Tenho me tornado um pouco mais patriota tambem desde que aqui cheguei. Como o objetivo do programa e apenas partilhar diferencas culturais, da mesma forma esse foi o meu objetivo quando fiz a entrevista- de forma alguma sinto necessidade de me justificar por algo que tenha dito, uma vez que tudo o que eu disse foi o mais sincero possivel. No entanto, devido a tamanhas confusoes surgidas atraves da rapida divulgacao da minha entrevista (por isso que eu detesto fama e adoro ficar nas sombras -.-), optei por colocar junto com a entrevista alguns comentarios.- ah, e ignorem as minhas grandes falhas em ingles, estou a trabalhar para melhorar isso :D Comentarios a serem feitos para todos os adventistas:- de forma alguma aceitei a entrevista apenas com o objetivo de falar sobre o sabado. Falei de forma honesta, porque trata-se daquilo que eu acredito, e porque Deus me deu a ocasiao de falar sobre isso.- por favor, deixem de se surpreender com coisas tao pequenas e insignificantes, ha causas maiores com
que nos deveriamos impressionar: la fora encontram-se milhoes de pessoas que precisam de ouvir falar do nosso salvador nao por uma entrevista, mas pelos nossos atos e caridade; outros tantos que precisam das nossas doacoes, do nosso sorriso, da nossa ajuda. surpreendam-se sim com a nossa realidade, e percebam que todos nos temos muito que fazer. Nao ha nada de surpreendente numa pessoa a falar acerca do sabado em ingles num programa cultural, especialmente porque muitas pessoas nao perceberao o contexto da conversaPessoal, vamos fazer menos barulho, apenas assistir a entrevista e desfrutar das curiosidades que ha em volta das diferencas culturais!
Pela primeira vez, as pessoas aprenderam a dar valor a Primavera. Inicio de Abril, e ainda nem flor se avista por aqui. Temperaturas abaixo de zero continuam normais, e a neve pode cair a qualquer momento. La fora ainda se ve o chao todo enlameado da neve que derrete com o pouco de sol que ainda aparece de vez em quando.Quase todos os dias olho muito seriamente para as arvores para ver se avisto algum sinal de cor.Ontem olhei pela minha janela, e reparei que a arvore do lado comeca a querer ganhar os botoezinhos verdes, que ja deveriam ter sido substituidos pelas flores a cerca de um mes atras.So de ver aqueles botoes, parece que algo ja mudou.Preciso mais do que nunca do bom tempo, de coracao. Ha tanto sitio que eu gostaria de visitar, e com este tempo e tao impossivel de o fazer! Nao so pelo frio, porque eu ate aguento o frio desde que esteja em movimento, nao so pelo clima que, desde que nao esteja a nevar e a chover ao mesmo tempo de forma a molhar as minhas luvas e a congelar as minhas maos, e ainda que tire toda a beleza dos sitios gracas ao ceu sombrio, ainda se tenta aguentar. Mas o ponto crucial, e a magia da Primavera, que deixa tudo mais bonito, mais colorido, mais esverdeado e rodeado de vegetacao. Sinceramente, acho que a Primavera nunca foi tao bonita como vai ser este ano.E o verao...Tenho tantas saudades do Verao!Tenho saudades de sair a rua de top e calcoes, de ir a praia e a piscina, de ter tempo otimo para sair todos os dias, andar de patins ou sobre outras rodas. De fazer piqueniques, passear pelos pinhais, bosques e montanhas, comer gelados, morangos, cerejas, meloas e melancias. De ir a igreja em vestidos sem mangas e sem meias grossas.Sabem o que vou fazer agora?Estou a planear muito seriamente esperar pela Primavera, porque sem ela nao consigo ir a lado nenhum :xEu sei que a espera vai ser bem longa, por isso...... estou a esperar sentada pela Primavera. Finalmente, depois da capital, apanhei o comboio ate Krakow, a tao famosa cidade da Polonia.Quando entrei no comboio, calhou me sentar ao pe de um grupo de espanhois, que nao sabia se se pudiam sentar ali ou nao. Eu como ainda nao conhecia o sistema e nao tinha tido problemas com lugares, disse-lhes que ninguem ligava ao numero dos lugares. O que eu nao sabia, e que eu estava redondamente enganada, e dentro em breve estaria um senhor a entrar bela cabine a dentro a reclamar com eles que eles tinham de se mudar.Quando percebi que de facto toda a gente se sentava no sitio correto, levantei-me ao mesmo tempo que eles e decidi procurar pelo meu local.O mais comico de tudo foi quando estavamos a chegar a estacao, e um dos espanhois, o mais falador, entrou pela cabine a dentro e perguntou: "desculpe, esta e a estacao Cracow Glowny?" (obviamente, para quem nao sabe polaco, a pronuncia fica algo como ingles, o que