We finally made it! (The picture above is taken 33 no-sleep hours straight out of the Warsaw airport.)
It's been a crazy trip. 6 am flight out of Birmingham to Chicago, completely with Courtney throwing up twice and a day trek around the city. Then an evening flight from Chicago to Warsaw on the oldest plane I've ever been on. The stewardesses did not speak English, the caulking was peeling in the bathrooms, and the food was terrible. They did give us miniature utensils though, and a Kitkat, so meal time was still sort of fun. Sadly, there were about three (tiny) TVs on the entire plane of 38 rows, and only one movie for the entire nine and a half hour flight.
The worst part is that Stanishevsky actually BOOKED it that way, to fully immerse us into Polish culture. He chose to tell us this once we were safely over the Atlantic Ocean and incapable of changing a thing. Smart man. =)
I'm not actually upset though, despite the second world country I'm currently residing in and the cramped quarters. It's fun to be here, experience new things, and improve my sign language. Try explaining that you want butter with only ten fingers - it's almost laughably amusing.
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