Weekend

Like all normal people working at state-owned enterprises or for the owner, they are looking forward to this cherished day off. However, someone usually has two, and we have only one day a week when you can sleep from the heart, go to the city for groceries or just walk the streets.

Speaking of streets... we live in a small village, but so that you understand here in Poland, even walking through the streets of the village is one continuous pleasure.

The streets have been cleaned, lawns have been cut in the courtyards around the houses, beautifully decorated shrubs of the most intricate shapes, houses like from a picture, all bright and colorful.

Walking through these pleasant-looking places, I would never say that this is a village, not everything is so beautiful and clean in our cities, but everything here is for people, mainly for themselves.

We woke up with my husband closer to lunch, but decided to soak up a little more in bed, the day off after all, and the rain was falling on the street. However, then the weather cleared up and the soul became more cheerful.

There was nothing edible in the kitchen, everything was cleaned up during the working week.

We just drank coffee and went to the grocery store. At first, when we first came to work, it was difficult to understand the locals and explain elementary things, take at least the moment of shopping in the store. Over time, they began to understand Polish and even speak a little with Poles.

We called up with other guys working with us and agreed that we would go shopping together, it's more fun because a good company.

After the store, we went to a local inexpensive cafe where we drank a mug of hot aromatic coffee with homemade cakes. The evening was spent watching a joint movie. I love weekends and the fewer they are, the more valuable they are)).