The Polish Experience By Nicholas Westerby This ... - GetSab.Com

She got very tetchy when I told her she’d have to wait to hear what it was like
everyone else. I think most other people would have guessed that it wasn’t a
welcome home party or I’ve got a promotion party, which only left wedding or
pregnant. My friends and family didn’t need a named excuse to have a drink
though, as long as it ended in day, there was a reason to drink.
As we left the offices and tower blocks behind and passed through the outlying
area which was mainly warehouses and cheap motels Elly said nothing and
remained focused. I kept pestering her about Polish and had bought a small
book but the hardest thing was the pronunciation. Just like with many languages
the key is training your eyes to see familiar letters then letting your brain spit
them out in an unfamiliar sounding way. I was also hugely confused by how the
endings of the words changed. I read about all the rules but none of that would
stick and it all seemed very random. I stuck to learning simple phrases and
trying my best with the harsh pronunciations.
We got to a railway crossing where even when no trains were approaching
everything was forced to slow down to a trickle as the quality of the road was so
poor. A lot of people had commented about the roads but having been in
Warsaw and Krakow they didn’t seem bad but as we ventured towards the
wilderness I could see why people complained. The three lane super roads that
were omnipresent in the capitol had given way to thin strips of concrete. If two
cars approached each other, one or both of them had to eat a little dirt or there