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Summer in Warsaw

Summer in Warsaw

The Mrs. and I just arrived back to Warsaw from Italy. Sadly, summer seems to have gone away in our absence. Fall is definitely here. Now we're wondering when the central heating will come on in our building as it's been pretty cold at night. Now, you may be wondering what the words Warsaw and summer have in common, so here's some examples (a tribute of sorts) of the lovelier parts of Warsaw in the summer:

Berries

Berries

There are berries everywhere, especially raspberries. Every street corner has a babcia, or a Ukranian, or a Ukranian babcia selling these cartons for about $2 each. So, so good... and now soon to be so, so gone.

The Beach

The Beach

Yes, Warsaw has a beach. More than one, in fact. Ok, they're on the banks of the Wisla River, but there's sun, sand and bikinis, so they definitely count as beaches. Plus, in true European fashion, there's a bar serving drinks and a DJ thumping electronic music (at least at one shown above). No swimming though...

Chlodnik

Chlodnik

Cold beet soup. Seriously delicious stuff that I assume is not served when it's actually cold outside. Very refreshing on a hot day.

The River Bars

The River Bars

With warm summer nights the entire river comes alive with temporary bars and clubs that hum late into the evening (and often until the sun comes up in morning). Basically a 2.5-kilometer long party along the left bank. I've been told that the amount of venues get bigger every year. I'll have to wait and see for next year to compare.

The Parks

The Parks

Warsaw has an amazing amount of parks. Whether due to far-sighted thinking centuries ago or much more modern and much more unfortunate circumstances, there are lots of green spaces to stroll around. Now, the parks aren't really going away, just all the beautiful colors and the ability to relax in shorts will be missing. 

Hmm... I'm sure winter will have plenty of equally amazing things to offer... right?

Zhukovsky, Your Personal Airport

Zhukovsky, Your Personal Airport

Where the Alarm Goes Off

Where the Alarm Goes Off