City much improved.
5 star Hotel Agata exceeded expectations.
Gosia cried for 4 days straight.
The End.
This one is a tough one to write. I’ll keep it brief, so I don’t cry on day 5.
Agata and Sebastian welcomed us with champagne, delicious home baked treats, and the warmth of a lifelong friendship. Kuba gave up his room, Agata did our washing, Sebastian’s Uber service was reliable and their dog Abbi (their gorgeous golden retriever) made sure we had our slippers. Livin’ the dream.
Their hospitality far made up for the sad news we received of my aunty’s passing. Although not entirely unexpected, the news hit us all hard, especially mum, who is also here with us and not able to be by her BIL side.
Bitter-sweet few days.
After many years, I saw my dad, my beautiful cousin and her family, old friends of my mum and spent unforgettable hours with old school friends. Agata organised a 30 year class reunion. A tender reminder of how deep and genuine our friendships are - transcendent of time and place. I miss you all already. But, they all promised me a visit, so no problem. See you again very soon! (As I write this in the car on our way to Munich for the Oktoberfest, Sabek is playing “Nie płacz Ewka”…So I’m crying again…)
I will keep the details of these few unforgettable days to myself, because it is impossible to put to paper. Photos will have to do.
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