Last Chance for Gdansk

Yesterday, our last day in Gdansk, we spent in the shipyard which is sort of the grunge part of the city. It has a hipster vibe with lots of loft spaces with music venues, food stands, graffiti, repurposed container train cars…..on the Martwa Wisła (Dead Vistula) river with tons of cranes looming overhead and the sound of welding well into the evening. Fred sketched a huge crane that had stairs and people climbing to the top all day. He remained on the ground. Like the coast of Maine, there was a main route along the “coast," while access to the little interesting parts is gained by taking little offshoots towards the water. Great pictured taking was had. (A complete 180 in terms of content from the days prior.)

But first, I looked out our window and took a little movie of our sweet street.

Then, a couple of examples of pareidolia — when things look like faces that aren’t faces.

Next up, images from the shipyard area. We walked there separately, naturally :) and on my way there, I got a text from Fred saying he forgot all his drawing utensils and was furious with himself. He decided he would just eat the little lunch he had packed (leftover pierogis from dinner last night) and come all the way back home having accomplished nothing — the worst thing EVER for this man. So I offered to stop in a coffee shop I was approaching and ask if I could borrow a pencil. He said, Go for it. So I put it into Google translate and held it up to the barista and she said, Sure, and that, Yes, she would like it back, which added an immense amount of stress to my day. Fred said he'd be sure to return it, but didn't care if they were closed or not. He'd just leave it on the door sill, which only added to my stress.

Here's the place. Photo taken so Fred could put it in Maps and get back to it.

And here's the crane where I left Fred to draw.

I love how it had this star hanging from it.

Just some of the plentiful graffiti in the shipyard.

Love what they did to this functional box attached to the building.

That thing shooting into the air that is not the crane is some kind of jaw.

Seen at a better angle. Creepy.

This is a sort of food hall — closed today — and those are the train/container cars.

More here, but these might be box trucks.

Bride and groom getting photos done.

Instead a warehouse. Shot taken through broken windows.

Huge food hall where we got food and ate outside in the photo below — in the area that is super dark and didn't show up in the photo....Oh — prior to eating, I walked back to the coffee shop and returned the damned pencil. Fred used it a little, but mostly drew with a chopstick dipped in ink (???) and I needed to get the damned pencil returned. The girl was very pleased, as was I.