To Łódź

Yes, I am settled in Łódź where I’ve gone to meet restlessjo in the world outside the blogosphere. But the settling has not been without adventure. I get off the train at the right station: just a kilometre stroll to the hotel, so I am told. But do I turn left or right? My map finishes just before the crucial spot and doesn’t register the train line. After a phone call to the hotel I’m on Tram 15A, but going the wrong way and I end up in the city. Crossing the line for a return tram doesn’t provide me with the option of a 15A. But all’s not lost. I spot a taxi rank. So I flourish my address, get trustingly into the taxi. It deposits me opposite an unlikely building in an area reminiscent of the dilapidation of Praga. I poke around hopefully, entering a dingy courtyard through grand peeling archways, and eventually bail up a man who is lounging against the wall and has just ejected a gob of spit. I show him the address I want and he manages to indicate that I am at First of May street, not Third of May street. 

OK, so I’m in the wrong place, but how am I going to remedy this? No sign of a taxi rank, and by now trams scare me. I mutter expletives in some distress. Another man offers help.  He points to the next cross street, tells me in mime that I can catch a tram there back to 3 Maja, even points the direction the tram needs to be travelling. My gratitude is without limit.

I find 3 Maja, and walk along a battered footpath, bordered with dandelions and crossed by a number of substantial puddles. Now my task is to find 15A. When I reach No 27, I  finally acknowledge that I’ve gone too far. I begin to feel Apartmenty Hotelowe simply doesn’t exist. Then of course, there it is, just where it should be, well labelled “Bedrooms”, although the entrance is in a side street. The front is quite bushy, and the footpath at that point full of gaping holes and broken pipes, so I obviously missed it taking care of my footing.

By now I am tired, so I collapse in my very pleasant room for an hour or so before I feel brave enough to venture into town with a limited agenda: collect a fistful of pamphlets from the tourist information office. All very well, but in executing this plan, I manage to get the tram in the wrong direction on the way to town, and to overshoot my stop on the way back.

However, I do have a pleasant room, a foretaste of grand buildings lining a street stretching off into afternoon sunshine, an encounter with street statues, and I’ve located a very splendid and unmissable main tram station.
And so, as Samuel Pepys said long ago, to bed – and the pleasures of contemplating a day with restlessjo tomorrow.



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About morselsandscraps

A retired Australian who spends a lot of time in Warsaw, and blogs as a way of life.
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22 Responses to To Łódź

  1. restlessjo says:

    It sounds even more traumatic in the reading Meg. It’s a wonder you weren’t cursing me under your breath. I’m so happy you went to all that trouble and our sunshine day together with live long in my memory. So little satisfaction in virtual hugs after the real thing xxx

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    • I can dramatise! It was a day in the sunshine in many ways, wasn’t it?

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      • restlessjo says:

        It was sweetheart! Hope you manage to avoid the predicted showers today. My phone mentions hail but it’s good at exaggeration. Probably church for me, much closeting and eating. I do envy you the botanics and freedom. Enjoy it for me! Smiling and sending more hugs xxx

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  2. Anabel Marsh says:

    I think I would be in full panic mode after all that – glad you got settled and (going by the comments above) had a lovely day together.

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  3. Lucid Gypsy says:

    What an adventure Meg and so worth it for hugs, sunshine and much laughter 🙂

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  4. Sue says:

    Oh my goodness, Meg….you do have some diversions! 😳😧 Glad to read that you had a lovely day, sunshine hugs and all, with Jo! 😀😟

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  5. Sue says:

    Ooops, that last unhappy face wasn’t meant to be there…..

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  6. Heyjude says:

    A sense of direction not your forte? o_O

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  7. pommepal says:

    I know that panicky feeling only too well Meg. I am “directionally challenged”. Given a choice of 2 ways I invariably take the wrong one. Sometimes I mutter to myself “I feel I should go that way, so it is bound to be wrong”. Then I take the other direction. Guess what? Yes it is wrong too… Everyone was very amazed when I actually do get back to square one after some of my tips on my own. I loved your descriptions and was so pleased you finally found the hotel and had a lovely day with Jo.

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