Back on my home turf, crunching gravel in Silesian Park. Each step is a portal to childhood Saturdays—bike races, rollerblading crazes, and lying down in lush grass. Those weekends wired my compass toward shade, birdsong, and slow breaths among my Tall Green Friends. Today’s walk is a reflection
Katowice
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Back in Poland after years away felt like unlocking a new Euro gem: views from Warsaw’s Palace, horseshooves echoing Kraków cobbles, Auschwitz’s hush, sugar-dusted pączki in Katowice, gnome hunts in Wrocław, glitchy trains, tap-to-pay ease, and pierogi-powered reunions. Hop in and taste the ride.
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