Don Simón, DeLuxe

For those who can't believe it, Don Simón is the cheapest wine in Spain. Or maybe there're cheaper wines, but you love your life too much to risk your health drinking them (or not, whatever!).
It's usually the wine we buy to get wasted, mixing it with Coca-cola to make kalimotxo (I love how wikipedia has always a page for everything). However, here in Poland it looks like something expensive. Actually, the cheapest wine I've found costs 8 zlotych, which is 2€. But Don Simón costs 15!

Even with the seal!

From all the good things Spain could export, this is probably the last I expected to see here. If I really consider this to be good at all.
Fuck calimocho, I'll make botellón with wódka!

Cool toilet paper

Someone may think I have a dirty mind (well, I do), but I just post what I see. Again another joke about toilet paper related to Spanish. It's not my fault!

To papier toaletowy jest zajebiste!

For those who don't speak Spanish, "mola" means "it's cool".
I'm seriously considering it for my next Super-dinner!

Bookstores in the center

There are two main places to buy books, movies and all that jazz. One is Empík, where you have books, movies, notebooks, music and magazines and you can just pick whatever you want and read it. And the other is Traffic Club. Both are close to Centrum.

I bought my Polish-Spanish dictionary the other day at Traffic Club, but obviously I'm not writting because of that (because who cares, right?). The truth is that I just wanted to share what I saw.

In this place you have free wi-fi, so there's always people with laptops checking stuff on the internet. Some check sport sites, some others check the news. There's always the young guy on messenger or facebook, but dude, this was a WTF.

This hot chick was in the middle of the place having a videoconference with a naked guy. And not only she didn't give a fuck, but she kept the video, whole screen, even after my classmate and I pointed at the laptop saying: duuude that's a naked guy.

And not a single fuck was given that day.

First week in the city

All good. All more than good
I love this place.

I finally have a house, with a very nice bedroom in a very nice neighbourhood and one minute from the metro station.
The Polish language lessons are great and the teacher is nice and friendly. I truly believe that one of the most important things while learning (specially in languages) is having a good teacher that knows how to explain things the right way. We all agree we're really lucky to have Piotr helping us and only two weeks are not enough, specially when the lessons are so great. But surprisingly we're learning way more than I could have ever imagined. I can even understand some people's conversations in the bus, and they're speak really low!

If there's something I DON'T miss from Spain is precisely that: the noise in trains and buses. Here people aren't noisy at all. They speak, but their conversations are in private. You'll never hear two people talking out loud about their sexual lives, surrounded by strangers.

I've heard about young people listening to music with their cellphones, without headphones, but I must say I haven't seen any of them yet (luckily).
Travelling in Metro here in Warsaw is great. It's fast and confortable, and people are polite.

But the things we have in common (bad things) are those shorthaired guys, wearing sport clothes and gold chains. As I've heard, they're called "dres", because that's the name of their pants. There was another name for them, but I don't remember it.
Seems like these guys are international...

Something I didn't know is that here you have to pay when you go to a Public WC. Today I had to. I couldn't take it anymore and went to a public bathroom somewhere inside that underground maze called Warszawa Centralna. When I finished doing my duty I saw a paper saying something like: "peeing: 2 Zloty". According to what I've been told, people usually don't pay. For those who don't do it, there's an old woman inside a room, popularly called "the public bathroom grandma" (however it's called in Polish...), and she will shout bad things if you try to scape without leaving the coins on the plate.
But I paid, of course. I've just been told all this. I'm a polite guy and all that shit.

Copernicus has lost it...

One walks around Nowy Świat and suddenly finds the Nicolaus Copernicus Monument.
Maybe nobody would notice it, even having seen it before, but there was something missing on it. And it's not the first time, as it seems (Who stole Copernicus' System?).

Whatever happened in 2008 wasn't as funny as this time.
As it seems, or the news say, two drunk young guys decided one night to climb the monument and steal the Model of the Universe. What for? Simple: to go and buy a kebap with it right after.
True story!

Milk bars

Today after the Polish language lessons (and skipping the visit to the University Library, by mistake, I swear!) I ended up eating with two Spanish students in a place called "Familijny". This kind of restaurant is called Bar Mleczny, which means literally "milk bar", and it's one of the cheapest places I've ever found in my whole life.

Familijny - Bar Mleczny

When you enter the place there's a menu on the wall. You can choose what kind of dish you want, from soups, meat dishes (I think), desserts... all that. And all the dishes are typically Polish, which means you can try lots of different typical things for a cheap price.

I decided to order two dishes of pierogi ruski (I loooove them), filled with white cheese. But the cook, instead, told us she'd give us just one of them and a different second dish.
- Fine by me. Bring it on!
The second dish was like a roll made of crêpes filled with fried vegetables. Tasty aswell!
And it costed only 9 zlotych, which is like 2,20€.

Seems like I'm gonna eat there often.
And as I can see, this city is full of Bar Mleczny... no wonder I didn't see many McDonald's, this is cheaper, better, faster, tastier...

First days, first flu

Bad thing: I have the flu.
Good thing: I'm having it now and not during that well known, super freezing, Polish winter.
I look like I just watched Titanic, under a cover, tissues all around me, a red nose, crying eyes... minus the chocolate ice cream. I don't feel like eating  or drinking anything colder than boiling tea.

The Intensive Polish Language Course has already started. Our teacher is a really nice man and the classmates are friendly. I just wish I didn't have a runny nose, but you can't have everything, right?

The weather isn't bad. It's warm actually. Warm and humid, with wind ocasionally.
Oh! the perfect recipe for the flu! there you go... But a friend gave me yesterday a recipe against it. A Russian recipe I had to try myself not completely against my will:
1 Shot of vodka
Black pepper.
Honey.

Surely, if you don't die you'll feel better. The thing is that I'm still alive and feeling worse (LOL).
Don't try it at home, guys, and if you do it, only under the surveillance of an adult!

P.s.: I feel really proud of myself. Only two lessons of Polish and I ordered it without problems! FUCK YEAH!

Supercena!

Una cena que nunca olvidarás.

Spanish humor. I had to do it...

P.s.: "cena" in Polish means "price".

Tram inspectors are real!

Warsaw looks great at this time of the year. The weather is nice during the day, cloudy, windy from time to time and fresh during the night (well, "fresh", I'd say it's cold for me, but let's leave it like that).

I thought inspectors in trams and buses were a myth, that they never existed, that nobody ever saw one before and you could only see drawings and pictures of them in old books and stories for kids.
Maybe it was destiny, but I just met one of them after two stops. Those guys wear in black and at least this one was big enough not to discuss the reasons why you decided not to buy a ticket.
Good thing I had mine with me!

After following the instructions in a map my friend gave me, I made it to university and went to the International Relations Office. The bad thing is that they close on fridays, the good thing is that they attended me.

Now I'm waiting for the answer of the owner of an awesome house at the south. Crossing my fingers. We'll see how things go.

Linguistically... I keep trying to learn new words, and I must say this language looks like invented in a way so foreigners will never learn it. There are more exceptions than rules (way more).
But this is just making it even more interesting. I accepted the challenge and I'm going on with it!

BUMMMFITCHH

The flight was good and calm. Faster than it was supposed to be. We probably got some wind from the tail helping the plane fly at higher speed, which is good considering it was already delayed.

For some reason when I fly people never sit down by my side. I was next to a window on the left side and I bet the only free seat in the whole aircraft was the one at my right side.
Whatever...

Before landing I realized something interesting. Warsaw is full of antennas with blinking red lights. People I've talked to think it's for aircrafts, so they can see them, maybe for helicopters (maybe they're made of chocolate!). But I keep thinking it'd be better if the lights were green, since it's better in order to be seen from the distance, plus lots of city lights are red! I must find out WHY there're so many of them in this place.

So I landed and waited for a long while to get my bag back. Surprisingly there was a sign saying it's forbidden to bring drugs, porno magazines and obscene publications into the country. I wonder what would happen if the authorities checked everyone's "New folder" folder in everyone's laptops.
Ba dum tss!


BUMMMFITCHH!