We're at the airport now, Sunday around noon, waiting to check in to fly our first leg to Frankfurt, and then on to Boston. Poznan's airport is pretty tiny, and we forgot we did not need to be here three hours before the flight, since it's not international, but here we are. The flight's not for two more hours, and the check-in's not for another hour.
This last post will be a bit of a photo dump, but a descriptive one.
This little guy is the logo for the Poznan Urban Sketcher's Symposium, chosen because he's apparently ubiquitous in Poznan's graffiti scene, but for the longest time, Fred and I barely saw any such character, until the last two days, and then we did....
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This is Fred in his spot teaching. Every day I showed up at 1:30 to take a class photo. It gave a sort of anchor to my day. Otherwise it was spent walking, shooting, and working from cafés.
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Fred's teaching spot was in this lovely park next to the mall — which is apparently one of the most awarded in all of Europe and even the entire world! |
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These chairs are very big in Poland. All over the place and nobody steals them, as far as I can tell.
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Every once in a while on my walks I'd come upon these huge open squares— very Soviet era feeling to me... I was in Moscow and Leningrad in 1982 and still am haunted by the memories.
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One of my working latte breaks. |
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This walk was in an area I must look up because it was very wealthy seeming. I think it was either a government area or universities, or both. |
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This was just a little square I came upon, thinking I was super far from any place I'd every walked before only to find I was just a few blocks from Old Town.
Love this giant flower pot.
I love that this is a Polish Fiat!
Here are some of those Soviet-feeling places....
And I had one indulgent lunch with Prosecco and pea soup... not "pea soup" pea soup, though.
This was very light and creamy and had a big slab of bacon in it. So nice.
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And one night Fred and I had dinner at a Czech place. This was little chunks of turkey thighs, cole slaw, and the hugest mound of fries ever.
And another night we stopped at a place that looked so popular we just had to eat there and forgo the place we were headed to, only to find it was a little bit too out-there for us. A vegetarian place with only two things we found palatable-sounding. And they were very good, so we had them, and went on to have another drink and an app elsewhere, where our table was #13.. arggggh...
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...and they had flights of wine! A first for me! And salami, cheese, and olives. Perfect.
And we came back two nights later. A lovely place with delicious pizza!
Just like Viterbo except for the puffy crust.
Finally found some kielbasa, which does not grow on trees, much to Fred's dismay.
Love this guy.
More scenes from my many walks.
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And finally, another night with our favorite waitress, the Katie Holmes/Lynch girl Fred and I are both crushing on. She's a daughter figure to me, and I don't want to know what she is to Fred. She is just precious. Turns out the name of this place is Bird Radio in English which is the name of a beloved pre-school radio (?) program in Poland, so the theme is avian.
Another amazing meal — tagliatelle with smoked salmon.
And fun drink — a limoncello spritz with very cool garnishes.
And then last night was the last night.... the silent auction, which was on-line for the first time, and I failed at participating in it miserably... It's the first time I didn't win one and it was so disappointing. I wanted this one by Liz Steel, whose work I love, and who I like personally, too :( The system was glitchy... kept saying it was "down." Since it was on-line, one could not see very easily how one was doing.. and couldn't easily glance along the big table and see what was going for what.. It was just SO disappointing. :( :( :(
This is the way the big room looks. It's a huge party and at the end, they announce where next year's Symposium will be held and as far as I can tell it is always a very well-kept secret — unless, of course, Fred and I just aren't in-the-now.
Next year.... Toulouse! And on that note — I will close this blog until I travel again :)
Thanks for reading!
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