So, I have returned from my adventures at the Mazurian lakes. I stayed a day longer than I was supposed to. Meaning, Julie had to teach my class, which was OK because she owed me 2 classes anyway. My students, who now have facebook, apparently did come to class but were upset that I was not there, because "Juliet doesn't like us."
The lakes are really nice and pretty. I took pictures. Wojtek's family has some land there where they are in the process of getting approved to build a cottage. In the meantime they have a little trailer thing. I liked the trailer thing, it meant i didnt have to sleep in a tent, and there was a kitchen and beds.
The downside, the bathrooms were on a campsite that was a 5 minute walk away. Now, this is not bad, persay... except that I am pretty sure that I go to the bathroom 2 to 3 times as often as the average Polish person. So you see, it was very awkward to excuse myself to go to the bathroom because it took so long AND because no one else was doing it ever. And in the night you can not walk there by yourself. So I tried to wait for when other people were going to the bathroom, but seriously, Asia and I went to the bathroom when we woke up around 1030 and then she had not gone again by the time we were leaving to go home at 7. I think this is not normal. And then also, because I know taht I do not have regular access to the bathroom, I feel like I have to go to the bathroom all the time. In conclusion, I enjoy houses, where there are bathrooms, that I can slip away to without informing the world of where I am going and allowing them to monitor my bathroom habits. I hope you all enjoyed this probably overly personal glimpse into my mind.
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