Your best memory after visiting Poland

What is your best memory after your visit in Poland?
Something you would like to experience once again while visiting the country.

Sitting on the banks of the Wisla waiting for the sun to come up after eating Zapikanka's from Plac Nowy (The best in Krakow).

I like walking around old part of Rakowicki cemetery. Half of my family is buried there but I like to walk aimlessly and for example check all those graves of real-life people who were characters in "Wesele" (The Wedding) of Stanisław Wyspiański. Or another time I would go and check graves of all "Młoda Polska" writers ...weird hobby, I know. I like the atmosphere and smell of that place.

Or I can sit and watch Wyspiański's (again!) stained-glass window "God the father the creator" in the Franciscan church

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very interesting because i like to do it too... but i like cmentarz Podgórski, my family is mostly buried there... i like to discover forgotten graves and leave a candle... and it has to be at dusk :)

Just being in Poland alays blows my mins and makes me think how different the culture is to UK!!

I live in Maryland (borders Washington D.C.) and am half Black(Black, Irish, Cherokee) and Half White (Polish). My favorite memory was visiting poland for the first time and sitting on a bus. I was speaking in English to a friend that didn't speak polish and a little girl was sitting across from me saying in polish to her mother, "Wow! Is that english mama? I want to speak english to! He looks so neat, wow, can we move to America?!"

I thought it was adorable and it let me know that the poland that my mom left behind was no longer a place that reflected communism and solidarity, but a place growing and expanding and becoming a country that mirrored the values and ways of other top countries in the world.

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Visiting friends in Piła and enjoying a bottle of vodka eating Goshia's incredible food!!!!!!

I have visted Poland every winter for the last seven years. Undeniably, my best memory is being with Agnieszka. Ahhhh, sweet, sweet, adorable, wonderful Agnieszka. No question, she is my best memory.

However, if you want something about Poland itself, I'd have to go with the wieliczka salt mine. That was extremely cool! Also, seeing Auschwitz, while not exactly fun, was extremely powerful, and something I'll always remember.

Oh, another great memory was the time I was out walking by myself with my guitar, and got beckoned into a small shop, where they were having a birthday party, and wanted me to play for them. I ended up playing quite a long time for them, while they plied me with vodka and orange juice, and, despite the language barrier, we had dandy old time!

But the best memories are all of my Agnieszka. ;)

i went few times to Wroclaw,and really i can not hide that its very nice city,most people were kind with me(like stranger) and helpful,then the family who i visited in Wroclaw moved to live in other town near Wroclaw,then i visited them in that town,i went with my friend in nice place(rinek)there we crossed a woman with her husband she has about 50 years old,,she looked very bad to me and to my polish friends with some movements with her lips and her eyes,my polish friend saw that and her face changed colour,then we back to the friends house and almost three days i stayed in the house until i left back,,i think now i will not go anymore there

in Wroclaw i like the grand place,shopping and the station where i ate much ice cream

My best memory is when I was caressing tender polish legs.For some reason when I think about Poland long shaped legs come to my mind.

Was she an alien?


Good idea. Sometimes, they take you away.


I was wondering and wow, you are very sexy and enormously attractive :)


Yummy, nothing to add.

I don't think he meant chicken thighs.

I would eat either ;)

you mean polished legs of the table?

It was when I was very little, it dark and late and I was near "Grób nieznanego żołńierza"
There was a parade I remember while sitting on my fathers shoulders, the mix of darkness and soldiers parading made me remember it for all eternity.

Another one was when I was with 2 of my friends at a Pizza hut in Warsaw where we met a very nice waiter, we gave him a huge tip :)

I don't think the irish would appreciate to be included in the half black part...
Anyway, a quite interesting combination with a handsome result. I'm glad to hear you went to visit Poland.

huh? what now...?
that's given to him, not chosen by him...

Never heard of the Black Irish? :)
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Irish

My best memory.....Is the people!.....SO nice. The friendly , welcoming environment i will not forget :) x

Exactly one year ago from today, I met my beloved Great Aunt Janka. At age 92, she is the eldest of my relatives. Meeting her was truly an honorable experience. I will cherish the beautiful memories for the rest of my life :)

The last time I visited was back in 1989. It was either late spring or early summer. The weather was great - sunny. A few things from that trip are etched in my memory: the German border guards were smiling (Cottbus) and bid us "sierokej drogi"; the strawberries being sold on the Zielona Gora roadside - they were big and sweet and plentiful; and the ice cream. I don't know why exactly I've remembered the ice cream but I do and I remember smiling a lot......(which is HUGE for me).

Mine was Praga district in Warsaw - old, great atmosphere, full off artistic places, a little bit dangerous...and nice hostel I've stayed in - Oki Doki in city center

Several things make Poland a great place to visit, I find in my visits.

1. The great people, who all are there to help, whenever you need, even if they don't know you.
2. The care these great people take in a try to make you happy.
3. The great food, found all over Poland.
4. The great places to visit.
5. The great looking women, all over.
6. The exchange rate, from our U.S. money, and what you can buy, at a low price.
7. The safe feeling you have, even walking the streets.
8. You don't need to be able to speak Polish, to get around.

I would, if I did not have family here, in the U.S. move there now, for good.
I look forward to my next visit, to Poland.

Mike

It was the summer of '78 and the place was Kraków's Wisła. A group of us took a riverboat ride up-river. The destination: a monestary. The sky was a deep blue and the temp warm ,dry and very comfortable. We set off from the foot of Wawel Castle. One of the girls was playing guitar - Cat Stevens' "Father and Son" I recall. The water was placid. There was no river traffic to speak of. We were it! Five minutes into our trip cold Okocims(back then they were delicious) materialized and we pounced.

Forty-five minutes later we arrived at our destination. All I remember is that the monestary was well-protected by trees and very old. The other is the sound of a bird I never knew existed. I heretofore thought it was a mere fabrication - a bajka.

While waiting on the riverbank for the others I heard the call of a cukoo bird! That sound has been etched into my accoustic memory forever. It was a perfect moment: the sun, the QUIET, the beer and...."cukoo, cukoo".

I'd love to take my daughter there.

Was that the kameduly monestery in Bielany or the monastery in Tyniec?
My trip to Poland 4 months ago took us to Zakopane, walking up and down the Krupowki, with a very interesting market, with lots of things to see. Took a ride on a tratwa down the Dunajec. They picked us up from our house and drove us to the launching spot, later they drove us around the Zakopane area visitng old castles and a wooden church. The spływ on the Dunajec was beautiful. The guides were telling jokes and legends the whole time, weather was perfect and we came home with unforgettable memories. And about a 1000 pictures.

I don't remember :(

I guess it would take a lot longer to get to Tyniec by rowing boat

The statue of Jesus in Świebodzin - the highest in the world.

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I think there were plans to mount a GPS transmitter on Jesus' head, but they abandoned the idea after a flash of criticism.

Jasna Gora and the Monastery in Częstochowa.