Grand Tour of the Compromising Fling

Now that I have Bryce's digital camara, you can expect a lot more pictures on the blog. So at Bryce's request, I put this bad boy (Bryce, do you mind if I name the camara "bad boy"?) to work this morning on the way home from my private lesson with Daniel. Here we can see trip I make on foot at least 2 times a day. I will take you from the WKD station to my door. Ready?


Here is the WKD platform for the Podkowa Lesna Glowna (Main)



Here is the store I usually shop at, although they did jip me some serious change once!

Flower shop with flats above

Your Neighborhood Friendly Catholic Church (notice "queer old balloon man")

Here are some of my students who I passed on the street. They were collecting donations for nationwide fundraiser for insurance for children.

Podkowa is "Garden City" filled with a lot of political people, so most of the homes are quite large, as far as homes in Poland go.

Here is the sklep Ania prefers and the one I go to to do the main shopping (on those very rare occasions that I do it) because it is open on Sunday (from 9-2)

Across the street we have a few little stands. This one all the way to the left is for fruits and veggies and has a couple inside who used to always be really grumpy to me, but now like me quite a lot and always make a point to correct my mistakes when I am ordering fruits and veggies because they say my accent is too good to make grammatical mistakes, or something like that.

One of two cafes in Podkowa I am aware of, the other being much much nicer, but this is a quick fix to any sernek and hot chocolate cravings one might be having. A comfortable place for that quick date with the local Pole or Ukrainian who you are not having a fling with.

A block down the road we have the local Primary School known for it's crap-tacular education.

The last interesting thing before the road home is an interesting advertisement board.

And then the road home.

Main gate to the Seminary


The Ad building with classrooms on one side, the church above, and then the other side are the dorms.

The photographable Pati Tarasuik

The un-restorable palace

And my beautious building! My room is the first on the top.

Volleyball court next to my building where you can be sure to see naked (but unfortunately hairless) men at all times.


The stairs which I am bound to kill myself on

The corridor I have to pay 10 (freakin) zloty a month for someone to clean.

And home again!


Now to address the rest of my title. I was accussed today in a semi-serious way of being a naughty girl and perhaps already compromising my purity as a single, never-been-married female. The only reason I am addressing the topic- because perhaps addressing it at all is incriminating- is that this is the second time in the last week someone has aluded to "how far" I have gone in my relationships. I am thinking, HELLO!!!! And the ironic thing is, I know of other girls who are off doing way naughty and dirty things and everyone just thinks they are down-home good ol' girls. What did I ever do to earn this kind of curiosity? Isn't it clear that number 1 fear in Dolly's book is what would happen to her should she ever give up such a sacred part of herself- a part you can never get back! I mean, dude, talk about giving up control.

Well anyway, after this, I have decided maybe I should start to be naughty- if I have a rep, why not earn the fun that should go with it. So I am adding two things to my "must do before marraige" list. The first being to have a fling. According to my friend Kelly, the definition of a fling is a doing "couple-type" activities with a sweet, cute, (add your own adj here) guy for one day to a week. It is officially a fling when if you kiss him- or he kisses you, whatever. I don't think I give off 'fling vibes' though, and since I have vowed to never be an initiator again, this might be a hard goal to fufil. But my second goal is to smoke pot. Yes I think I am actually writing this BECAUSE like, a ton of people I totally love and admire have smoked pot- artists included. So maybe I should give it a whirl? If at this point I have shocked you to the point that you think you might not know me, that is exactly how I feel when someone questions my virginity. Thank you.