WITAMY W POLSCE!
BY MAYA FIDZIUKIEWICZ
MAYA FIDZIUKIEWICZ, WARSAW, POLAND
The minute I stepped off of the plane in the Warsaw airport I felt relieved. A familiar language greeted my jet-lagged self - witamy w Polsce! (welcome to Poland!) Three layovers and some sleepless flight hours later, I was finally there. These next few weeks of my summer would be spent learning about family roots by exploring the country my parents and grandparents used to call home. My brother and I were picked up from the airport and driven to our family friend’s home, where we arrived well past midnight. Despite the late hour, we were greeted by
nothing less than a feast, the likes of which could have fed a family of 10 for at least a week. We spent that gorgeous summer city hopping through downtowns filled with tourists, then escaping to small villages only locals would dare get lost in. Of all the places we ventured, Toruń’s historical significance merged with its modern beauty most captivated my curiosity. Walking through the cobblestone streets of Toruń, I was enchanted by the vivid colors of the buildings and the smells of pastries and steaming
