Wednesday 1st August

Thank God I remembered it’s Bethany’s birthday! And I know I’ve seemed to have forgotten some others, but with a lack of internet connection it’s hard to send messages to you via Facebook.
It’s the final moments for our tour and I went down for breakfast (which was still shit, honestly Europe a bit of real food for breakfast doesn’t hurt). At 7.30 they all left and it was hard saying bye to some (hopefully not goodbye) and easier to others because I never spoke to them anyway. I probably spoke to about 90% of the group though, the others were either too shy or had some sort of personality clash or issue. Like it’s fantastic you know my name, but to talk doesn’t hurt either. The best thing was, I had the entire morning until 11am to hand back my key. So I went back up to the room for a sleep and I couldn’t sleep at all. But I did have one of the best showers in the whole tour, because I could spend however long doing everything I needed.
At 11 everyone who remained had checked out and was sitting in the lobby. We split into groups, so we waited for Alicia to get her taxi to the airport at 11.40am, then decided to head into the city to find Hard Rock café. We were not successful. It was firstly a little hard saying bye to Alicia because she was going back home alone and I’m not exactly sure what she’s like and how well she can handle doing something like that alone, but I guess we’ll find out soon enough. Also because I won’t see her for another 2 months, it’s like saying bye all over again to family. I just hope she explains most of the stories to the family about what we did and saw in Europe.
So like I said, no luck in finding Hard Rock, but we found the pancake place Danny was talking about, near the Heineken factory and we had lunch there. Seeming as breakfast was shit, by 11 we were hungry. When we got there at 12noon we were starving. When we got served at something like 12.45 we were almost dead. Like I said, Amsterdam just seems to not be the place for me. I didn’t feel fantastic because of how hungry I was and how fast I ate, I didn’t want to go to the factory for a tour because I felt a little sick. But lucky I didn’t because we were cutting it close with time, or so I thought. We went back to the hotel where Paul and Sam left us and Renata and Justin decided we would wait a further 2 hours to get a taxi, rather than the train like the others. Our plans changed, of course. So I felt a little pissed off, and decided to just sit there then go for a walk by myself, but Renata spoke to me and we decided to just leave it.
We went to the shopping centre across the road and had a look around to see what there was. Shit. It actually felt like were in Broadmeadows because of the amount of…scarifies that were there. But we did end up getting some of the fries I was told to get. They were actually alright. To all the Melbourne people out there, think Lord of the Fries in the city, then think of this as the original (and better) version. When we got the taxi to the airport I think we got there far too early, it was about an hour that we waited before we got to the check in counter then we went for Burger King. Apparently the largest Burger King in the world is at Amsterdam Airport. Who knew.
When we boarded the bus to our plane I thought to myself that seeming as we have a lot of people filling up just one bus, how big can a plane be? Well it sure as hell wasn’t what I was expecting. It was almost like having a bus with wings. It was TINY. The thing had propellers on the sides of it and that’s all. I thought it would have been a renovated matchbox or something. But we got to Krakow safely. When we landed at the airport though there were three exits, one was EU citizens, the other two were Non EU, so to declare goods and not to declare goods. So I went through not declare. I ended up just walking out of the airport. No one checked bags or anything. Nothing was searched. I walked out with Renata who went through the EU citizens line.
Anyways so we got to the apartment which is small, but manageable for a week or so with 3 people. A small kitchen, bathroom (with no shower really, it’s a bath with a hand held shower head but the bath isn’t long enough to relax in and the toilet is a funny backwards one where you can see…everything after you’re done) and then two fold out beds with no TV, just a radio. I’ll live.