Bajai Life Camp 16.18: Day 469
Gromada Hotel
Tuesday September 18, 2018
Warsaw, Poland
25.68% packing

It's Travel Tuesday and time to leave Poland. I have a ticket to Berlin, but no further. I'm thinking Savona, Italy, but I think I have to take one jump at a time. Munchen hbf after Berlin at 05:30 means I spend the night in the station, unless I find a place to flop. It will be a good experience to hobo it to Italy.

My bags are packed and I'm ready to go.

So; Warsaw to Berlin; to Munchen; to Verona Porta Nuova; Milano Centrale; to Savona. If I don't buy my tix in advance, I can chill in a place I fancy.

I just had a thought about how I never re-applied to VT after I was denied. I haven't thought about it until now. But, hmmm... I'd had my itinerary set up I think. It's worth noting that my go-to was PI. There's next season, but I think PI works better for me. With the way economies are going, I'll probably be poorer next year, but have more non-money resources.

Breakfast Budgeting

Looking at breakfast this morning I'm second-guessing my estimate of the amount of food I eat and the value there of. As mentioned yesterday I have no practical estimate of the value of what I eat. I can only gauge based on comparing what I've paid elsewhere. In Thai baht 199.00 for a dinner buffet is a bargain. In Philadelphia I'd expect to pay $10-$15 USD for a descent breakfast. So 40-55 zloty is my estimated range for a descent breakfast buffet, should I choose to partake.

Now that I'm leaving Poland, I figure this out. 65.00 zloty, as suggested by Golden Tulip, was indeed out of my range. In the EU €9-13 for breakfast is in range.

If I'm going to break my fast before noon, it's going to be a hearty meal.

Okay, count down begins, 2.5 hours til departure.

Bizarro Dream 91818

A bunch of us were on a quest, in a movie. We got to a place, I think on the west coast of the US. We ran into a barrier of some kind, or just decided not to continue. And that was it. The movie ended. I couldn't believe it. But then I realized, it was my choice not to go on.

Somehow I tied this to my time in Warsaw. It was much more than I expected and I have only scratched the surface.

A note about this dream; I was both in the movie and watching the movie. I think this is an example, (not) of ultimate consciousness, but a higher consciousness. For me, anyway.

I rucked it down to the station. I didn't feel strong on this walk. It was less than thirty minutes. I'm searching for reasons, to fix the problem. But it's not a problem. Just a weak day; weak moment; weak performance. I've been working the legs differently with the shortbands and I think I'm feeling a difference. Of course first comes the soreness of the adjustment, maybe later I will realize the bennies, or just take them for granted. I'm still improving into my "silver" years... or so I believe. And, belief is more than half of the battle.

What a buster-cluck boarding this train was. People seated in front got on in the back and vice versa; myself included. I blame the driver. He didn't stop in the right place. No power on this train. Or, I have not discovered it yet. Seven hours. I think my devices will hold up.

Tea, (well it's tea for me); beverages are served. Included with the fare. How nice. Small cups, but nice. Normally I'd be fasting on such a trip. Especially after a big breakfast. However, we know we have trail mix and belly is craving some.

The gift of a cup of tea on the train out of Warsaw

Just because I was tired of sitting I ventured back, car by car... into the ritzy parts of the train. The lady who sold me the ticket frugally gave me a coach seat (second class). However there are air conditioned berths similar yet better than those in Morocco.

I walked all the way back to the dining car, where to my delight, I found the menu priced in PLN aka zloty, I guess, featuring duck breast and dark beer. I think I'd considered duck before I left Warsaw. Thanks Universe. I also have adequate cash to cover this meal as well as a desire to spend it.

What a nice surprise in the dining car.

I still have to get my ticket to Savona, but if Berlin hbf is anything like Frankfurt... and as the capital I expect it to be better, getting that ticket should be no problem from a window or a kiosk. I am wondering whether to stow my bags for a few hours at the station. I'll be in Berlin for ten hours if I get the earliest ticket out, so it might be worth it.

The duck dinner I thought about in Warsaw.

I'm in Berlin, a true vagabond with no place to stay, but I do have a plan. A multi step plan;

1. Exchange money....don't worry about the hit. No signature, no ID.
2. Bathroom... I needed the dough to get in. Pay bathrooms are much nicer than free ones. It's worth the euro.
3. Stow my luggage. €6.00. That will lighten my load. Maybe explore for a while.
4. Ticket... at least to Munchen, (Munich) if not all the way. Maybe a desk... or kiosk. I think this requires a real person.
5. Open...

To be continued...

Booked my hotel in Savona. It will be interesting I don't arrive until 22h:00.

Sitting in this cafe in the main station in Berlin... and there's no where to charge my phone! I expect more from a capital city.

I'm people-watching and second-guessing my decision... It is what it is.

Heard from Number 1. She wants to talk. Maybe tomorrow. Late arrival in Savona and then south to the hotel. Have cash for the cab. Doesn't look like there's much transportation there, but I could be and probably am wrong.

I looped around Berlin to the capital building then into the nightlife part of town and back. At least 5K.

Just over six hours til I'm riding again. "What ifs" fill my mind... "what if I'd made that train to Munchen? And so forth.

Feet up, chillin in second class.

I enjoy watching humans. I think I can see beyond the vehicle. Not into their souls. But, let's say, somewhere in between flesh and spirit. More than their shell. Just a little more. I wonder how far beyond my shell they can see. I imagine some see more than others and I feel it when they do.

This is a long entry with very few images. Nine months into Abstract Year.

I locked my luggage away. So far, good idea. It freed me up to wander a little bit.

Berlin is dark. My night vision isn't very good, even with the specs.

I may or may not transfer this to the blog, (guess I did). I may lose it, or decided it's too much of an effort to copy it. My phone is off. No power to recharge it.

Imagine when "all" the power goes away. Glad I remember how to write.