Today was to be our last day in Warsaw and we planned
spending it in the ‘Old Town’.
Now by now I would hope that readers are aware
that poor Warsaw had a hard time of it during the Second World War. The ‘Old
Town’ in fact was pretty much razed to the ground by the vengeance of the Nazis
after the unsuccessful uprising of 1944. The miracle is that it was pretty much
rebuilt by the early 1950’s, using old drawings and the masonry and wood that
survived. In fact, the reconstruction was so successful that it was awarded an
UNESCO world heritage award – the only reconstruction in the world to do so.
We set off at the usual time and this time we decided
to take the metro, just for the experience. Two stops later, we alighted and
had a few minutes’ walk to the Old Town, where we decided to have a coffee in
the pavement part of one of the restaurants in the city square. Coffee over,
the girls decided to visit the bathrooms before we set off for the 12:00 tour
of the old town, the same company and format that we’d used previously. A few
minutes’ later I heard my name being called and saw Julie gesticulating to me
by the entrance to the restaurant – Rosemary had fallen over.
It transpired
that she had tripped over the step into the restaurant and hit her forehead on
the next step. Fortunately she hadn’t passed out but she had cut her forehead
and was bleeding copiously. The fluke was that there happened to be passing a
Polish doctor, now practising in the USA but was over to visit her family. Not
only was she able to give advice, she also had all the requisite bandages and
so on in her bag! An ambulance was called, ice and a chair was offered to
Rosemary by the obliging and concerned restaurant staff and 15 minutes later,
she was whisked away, leaving us to follow as best as we could in a taxi. The
nearby Tourist Office was very helpful and organised one for us, resulting in
us not being that far behind.
Our wait in A&E didn’t last that long. We were
distracted and entertained by the arrival of several policemen and women escorting
a handcuffed prisoner, but that was about it. Rosemary was soon released, with
2 stitches and a plaster with instructions to bathe the wound on a daily basis.
We decided that we would go back to the apartment for a late lunch, it being
around 14:00 by now and if Rosemary felt well enough, we would try again in the
Old Town later.
Fortunately, she felt absolutely fine apart from a bit
of a sore head and a couple of bruises so we set off for a re-visit. We met
with B (not sure of his full name, it is complex and Polish and he said call me
‘B’) who was to be our guide today. Now he did a good job, to be fair but the
combination of the morning’s events, together with the rain that we were now
experiencing and added to the fact that
this was our third tour and we were now familiar with some of the story of
Poland, meant that time dragged a little. Having said that, we’re glad that we
did it and now feel well and truly that we are 100000% more knowledgeable about
this part of the world than we were before.
Some of the highlights of the guided tour for me
included seeing the house where Poland’s best known daughter was born, the 2 x
Nobel prize winner, one for Physics and one for chemistry, one Maria Salomea
Sklodowska – better known under her married name Marie Curie.
She was the first
person and only woman to be awarded two Nobel prizes, the only person to win a
Nobel Prize in two separate fields and the first woman professor at the
University in Paris. Moreover, she was not the only one from this extraordinary
family to be awarded a Nobel Prize – they amassed no fewer than 5! Here is
Wikipedia’s take on her :-
Of course, this being the city of his birth, some time
was also spent on the famous Fryderyk Franciszec Chopin, who settled in France
at the age of 20 and became known as Frédérik François Chopin. This child
prodigy gave his first public performance on the piano at the age of 6. Sadly,
he was not destined to live long, he died of TB at the age of 39. Again, here
is more on him :-
By 18:00 the tour was over and it was time to find
somewhere to eat. Many, if not all of the open air venues had one problem in
common – intrusive, loud music and none of us like that. We finally settled
upon a small intimate restaurant in a side street and there we had roast goose
legs with a mushroom sauce(Rosemary & me) and roast wild boar with potato
noodles and beetroot (Julie). The meal,
including wine and aperitifs, was more expensive than usual but as it was the
last night and it only amounted to £90.00 or so, it wasn’t too bad. We then
caught the bus home, looking forward to the next phase of our little odyssey, 4
nights in the countryside, communing with nature. We’ve done with cities for
the time being.
2025-05-23