I am now installed in what is a paradise for Professor Ceiling Cat. A Marriott! At the Warsaw airport! (I have never gotten over my youthful feeling that hotels are impossibly expensive luxuries, and I always enjoy the hell out of them, using all the little soaps and shampoos and watching cable t.v.) All I must do tomorrow is to walk across the street to the terminal at 10 a.m.
But I’m sad to leave Poland and my dear friends Andrzej, Malgorzata, and Hili-Cat, and my new friend Sarah. It was cold today, and there was even a bit of snow, so our activities were limited to working, nomming and a quick walk to the Vistula. Hili accompanied us.
Can you find the cat in the photo below? The crypsis is remarkable. (Still, it’s easier than Matthew’s damn nightjars!)
Fitness, Hili’s nemesis, made an appearance this morning. A while back Fitness was lost for four days, and when he finally returned had undergone a personality transformation: he was friendly to human strangers and even got along with Hili. Sadly, Fitness has now reverted to his skittish self, so it was remarkable that Andrzej was able to pick him up:
Finally, as I rode the train back to Warsaw, my leaden heart was lifted by a lovely sunset:
My last meal in Poland? A cheese sandwich from the hotel store, a diet Coke, and a free apple from the front desk.
Farewell, Poland, and I hope to see you again before too long.