Scrutinizing Slavic scripts on a whirlwind trip through Warsaw, plodding through long work days alongside Baltic blondes & a jet set ad jury ruminating on the germination of juicy brand communication... Contemplating the catharsis of once captive minds, the legacy WWII and communist dogma left behind, soaking up a sense of solidarity in a stylish city risen anew, thinking about all the things Poland has been through...
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Doh!
So we were scheduled to visit the Warsaw Uprising Museum but had to work instead to stay on schedule. That pisses me off, because if we'd started on time earlier this week, and people weren't so hungover and inclined to party till the odd hours of the morning, we'd have had plenty of time to go check out what most claim is the city's best museum. Yes, I'm a history nerd, but c'mon! Who wouldn't like to see a museum about a 1944 insurrection against the Nazis? Instead we sat through another 3 hours looking at...ads...sheeeesh...
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