Wednesday, 27 July 2016

In the middle of a forest

Imagine a place that is just an hour, maybe an hour and a half away from the city. Away from the place where you live. Yet, it is so distant that getting a phone reception there is a nightmare. You have to stretch to your limits, turn upside down (however that might have), or do any other things that will make you look totally hilarious to get the faintest phone reception that would maybe allow you to send a message. Maybe. Or will disappear in the middle of the process. And you'll have to start all over. (Well, it used to be like that when I first visited the place. Now it's easier to make a call ;)).

Imagine that you are woken up in the morning by the sun shining right on your face. You get downstairs, open the doors as wide as possible and drink your morning tea/coffee (or whichever beverage you prefer) listening to the birds singing beautifully right next to you.
You're in the middle of a forest. Just a few other houses (holiday homes) are around you. There's a great chance you'll meet nobody else here. Maybe one or two neighbours. If you're really lucky. But most of the time, you'll just have birds and squirrels as your neighbours.

The forest is full of blueberries. And mushrooms (rumour has it). If you're a fan. And butterflies. Colourful, magical. Ones that fly right next to you, not scared at all.
If you're bored with sitting by the house, you can always go down to the lake. The path is steep. And could get slippery, either from rain or from dry sand. But it's the fastest path to the lake. You can take a longer route. Take the road (forest road, not really for cars all that much), which is much safer. Well, at least in the sense that it's not so steep. Actually it's rather flat, believe it or not. Oh, and just beacuse it is wider and flatter, doesn't necessarily mean you'll meet more people there. Cause you probably won't.

When you already get to the lake, don't count on a beach. Just find yourself some place on the grass, drop your towel, shoes, clothes or whatever you wish to drop and get into water. You might see some people on the other side of the lake, but they won't bother you. It's still quiet. The water is clean. And refreshing.
This place. Kniewko, as we call it. Cause there's no official name, as far as I know. Just a street name (yes, that forest road has an official name. Sounds hilarious, but that's what it is ;)). In the middle of a forest. Away from civilisation. But close enough that if you really want to, you can commute to Tricity.
That's where we're going to rest after the whole road trip. Cause I figure we're going to be all exhausted, one way or another ;)
We're going to spend our last days of this year's holidays there. And by us I mean me and the kids. Cause I have a month off work (lucky me, I know) and my husband only three weeks. So I'm going to spend all days in Kniewko with the kids and Krzysiek is going to commute. So that he could spend the evenings and nights with us.
 I hope the weather is going to enable us all that...

Monday, 25 July 2016

Busy August to come

It's been awfully quiet here, but sometimes it's much better to take a break than to write something just because you should. Even though you have no time or energy for it.

It's my last week at work before a month long break. Yes, long awaited holidays are approaching slowly. They're almost here.

On one hand, I just can't wait. Can't wait, cause I'll be able to spend a month with my loved ones. Can't wait cause waiting up at 5 am is horrible, even though I'm an early bird (rather than an owl). Can't wait cause there yet another adventure waiting for us. Can't wait, cause I'm going to see so many new places. Can't wait, cause when we get back home, I'm going to have a whole new kitchen (finally! We've been planning to do kitchen makeover for the last three or four years!). Can't wait. Simply. And for many more reasons.

On the other hand, I'm petrified. Petrified, cause spending three weeks in a car, moving from place to place, is going to be a challenge. Petrified, cause we have hardly anything planned for the trip (and that's so not me!). Petrified, cause the whole kitchen makeover is going to be done without me. Petrified, cause there are still so many things to do before our holidays, and so little time left. And many more. But I don't think I should be listing any more of them, since every time I want to write "petrified, cause", I keep typing "can't wait". Yes, something is trying to tell me something. And, this time (and this time only ;)), I'm going to listen.

I'm excited. Really, truly excited. Almost everything for the kitchen remodel (that we were supposed to prepare) is ready and waiting. Bags are so totally not packed and I only keep thinking that we can't forget to take this or that. I should start writing these things down.

I can't wait for the moment when we already get into our car and set off. That's the best moment. The moment I like most. Cause I already can't change anything. That's the moment when I stop worrying and start enjoying myself. Even when there's trouble (which we later call adventures, duh).

Our big trip. Soon. This week.