With the game and my time in Warsaw at an end it was time to make my return journey. Well, I say return journey, I only had to get to Milan as I had a flight from there to Santander. And I say I only had to get to Milan, actually I had a train from Zurich to Milan, and a car from near the Polish/German border through the car sharing website Mitfahrgelegenheit. If you are still with me, great. If you're not, don't worry. Basically, what this meant was I 'only' had to hitchhike from Warsaw to Wroclaw, in the west of Poland.
I say 'only' as I was surprised at how arduous the journey turned out, given Poland's positive reputation regarding hitchhiking.
My best friends turned out to be truck drivers. I think every journey, bar the last one, was via this means of transport.
Despite my lack of Polish, some of the drivers were very helpful. They even negotiated on my behalf via their walkie talkies and, on one occasion, a driver dropped me off before immediately being picked up by the next.
Sadly, my journey was rarely this productive and most of the time it was hours, rather than minutes, between each trip.
Anyway, there is little else to report other than the it took me 15 hours to travel less than 400 kilometres.
I have to say, the overwhelming feeling once in Wroclaw was that of relief. Job done. When or whether I undertake such a journey again is questionable. What was not in doubt is that this was an experience I won't be forgetting in a hurry.
My best friends turned out to be truck drivers. I think every journey, bar the last one, was via this means of transport.
Despite my lack of Polish, some of the drivers were very helpful. They even negotiated on my behalf via their walkie talkies and, on one occasion, a driver dropped me off before immediately being picked up by the next.
Sadly, my journey was rarely this productive and most of the time it was hours, rather than minutes, between each trip.
Anyway, there is little else to report other than the it took me 15 hours to travel less than 400 kilometres.
I have to say, the overwhelming feeling once in Wroclaw was that of relief. Job done. When or whether I undertake such a journey again is questionable. What was not in doubt is that this was an experience I won't be forgetting in a hurry.
