A Funny Thing Happened

Please start with Part I of My Solo Polish Travels Here When Belarus very unceremoniously refused me entry, I thought my memory trip back to U.S.S.R was over. As strange as it might seem, I was actually looking forward to rude serving staff, late buses,…

To begin understanding why I was alone in Poland, please start with previous post “Back to U.S.S.R.”, a story of pain, betrayal, and Belarus. I disembarked the plane in Warsaw after a 9-hour flight, my backpack pressing heavily against my back, my crumpled itinerary sheet…