These pics are from my second big international trip. It was 2003, and we hit up 7 countries in 5 weeks. It was fast, but we were very organized and efficient. These pics are photos of prints from film.
This was in Györ in Hungary. We were staying in student residences that were also available for travellers in the summer. This dude was a student at whatever kind of school it was, and he was staying in the room next to ours. He heard my friend and me speaking English, and got excited and knocked on our door. He spoke maybe 10 words of English, but that didn’t dampen his enthusiasm. While we look cozy in this photo, it was actually my friend that he had a thing for.
This is at Różowy Słoń (pink elephant) in Krakow, Poland. It was fun because it had cartoons all over the walls. I think I was eating perogies, and they were good, but whatever my friend had did not agree with her at all.
This silliness is in Gdansk, Poland. Stefan Michalak was someone important to do with the founding of the local university’s medical school. Why did I care? Because I was dating his grandson. I was in Gdansk anyway, so I thought it would be fun to go see this and get a picture. This was before the days of smartphones, and it was beyond what was covered in the map in my Lonely Planet. I knew what street it was on, though, so I just set out walking. It took me bloody forever to get there, and then I had to wait around for someone to walk by so I could corral them into taking a picture. What a waste of time.
This is an ossuary in Kutna Hora, Czech Republic. It’s all kinds of funky things made from human bones. This “chandelier” contains every kind of bone in the human body. The interesting weird factor outweighed the morbid factor.
This is also in Kutna Hora. It’s a mining museum, and to go underground into the main part of the museum, you have to have your helmet and flashlight and this lab coat type thing. It looks all kinds of dorky, but it was a cool museum.
I don’t recall which city this was in, but as I was getting off the metro, the case with my sunglasses fell down next to the track. As they were prescription, I wanted to retrieve them, so that’s what this kind dude is doing. I think the other two were just random dudes being interested and wanting to feel like they were participating in the rescue of my sunglasses.
Actually, that’s a thing I’ve noticed on multiple occasions—men like to gather and pretend that they’re being helpful by association. In Tanzania, when our bus could wedged up against a vehicle parked on the side of the road, our tour group’s menfolk got out of the bus to participate by association, and before long, what seemed like every man in the village ended up being magnetically drawn to help supervise the situation.
Thanks for joining me on this meander through (mostly) Europe!