Ketrzyn- bartek's hometown
Due to an unfortunate accident, i missed my flight to amsterdam. as i tugged my soul and body back to warsaw, i was rather downcasted. it turns up to be a good decision as i visited bartek's family in ketrzyn and spent 3nights there.
we first had to take a torturous 4hours plus drive to his place. actually for me not that bad as im not the driver. nevertheless it was a ride too long. it put getting from pasir ris to tuas in perspective.. as i struggled with the thought of spending my hols in a tiny town with not even a club, i reached there.
first impression. nice town. small but cosy. his aprtment is not extremely huge but its warm and have this family feel of it. duh.. its his family. his parents are so hospitable. he had an one eyed dog(lost 1 eye in fight with cat) which after awhile i find very agreeable and endearing. first 2 days we cant eat meat as its their easter tradition. i declined his mom's generous offer of a meat dish as i feel i must assimilate into their culture. good choice. i hardly miss meat as his mom's first dish of fried potato pancake with eggs are mmmm..... delectable..
there were so many happy moments. i played soccer with his high sch frens in an indoor soccer court. it was great fun and i guess i played very well. being long i enjoyed a game of soccer. we went to hitler and his chief of army's HQ near to his hometown. i really cant image amist to ruins and forests, how did the most feared man in history spent his time? how did his troops spent their time?? i simply cant fanthom the idea of willing my time in that piece of desolated land..
we also went to a hotel with indoor water theme park. actually there were only 2 slides with 1 bartek affectionately know as "onion". its a roundish slide that u slide from darkness to a huge circle and u go round n round b4 exiting via a hole into the awaiting splash below. met an old viet guy with his family and he asked me in mandarin if im from china!
i aso cooked for his family. wanted to cook sweet and sour pork but there was no pork so we settled for turkey meat. i was worried it will be bad but it turns out quite well along with the long bean turkey breast meat i was cooking. they were so impressed they asked me to write down the recipe which i gradly obliged. we had meal over 2 bots of champange-1 of which i bought and was gladly recieved.
leaving was a rather sad affair for all of us including me. after a brief meeting with his family, dog and cook cum family fren, i have grown attached with their hospitality and generousity. his father gave me 2 bots of vodka which im supposed to bring back 1 to my parents. it was not the sort of cheapskate common vodka that u buy off the shelf but a premium short in nice packaging dat i never see b4. i left it with bartek at his place as im afraid either someone else or i would drink it in our numerous drunken stumpours.. his mom gave me a nice huge box of chocs which i already had 3 pieces. im eating it slowly and is not going to share with anyone. i accepted their gifts but with alot of shame as i felt they were really too valuable..
i told them i will be back. indeed i will be back. i wana cook 1 more time for this kind family. i want to bring for them some nice gifts of my own. though our meeting was short, i was really touched by them. the time i spent there was great. it was priceless.
we first had to take a torturous 4hours plus drive to his place. actually for me not that bad as im not the driver. nevertheless it was a ride too long. it put getting from pasir ris to tuas in perspective.. as i struggled with the thought of spending my hols in a tiny town with not even a club, i reached there.
first impression. nice town. small but cosy. his aprtment is not extremely huge but its warm and have this family feel of it. duh.. its his family. his parents are so hospitable. he had an one eyed dog(lost 1 eye in fight with cat) which after awhile i find very agreeable and endearing. first 2 days we cant eat meat as its their easter tradition. i declined his mom's generous offer of a meat dish as i feel i must assimilate into their culture. good choice. i hardly miss meat as his mom's first dish of fried potato pancake with eggs are mmmm..... delectable..
there were so many happy moments. i played soccer with his high sch frens in an indoor soccer court. it was great fun and i guess i played very well. being long i enjoyed a game of soccer. we went to hitler and his chief of army's HQ near to his hometown. i really cant image amist to ruins and forests, how did the most feared man in history spent his time? how did his troops spent their time?? i simply cant fanthom the idea of willing my time in that piece of desolated land..
we also went to a hotel with indoor water theme park. actually there were only 2 slides with 1 bartek affectionately know as "onion". its a roundish slide that u slide from darkness to a huge circle and u go round n round b4 exiting via a hole into the awaiting splash below. met an old viet guy with his family and he asked me in mandarin if im from china!
i aso cooked for his family. wanted to cook sweet and sour pork but there was no pork so we settled for turkey meat. i was worried it will be bad but it turns out quite well along with the long bean turkey breast meat i was cooking. they were so impressed they asked me to write down the recipe which i gradly obliged. we had meal over 2 bots of champange-1 of which i bought and was gladly recieved.
leaving was a rather sad affair for all of us including me. after a brief meeting with his family, dog and cook cum family fren, i have grown attached with their hospitality and generousity. his father gave me 2 bots of vodka which im supposed to bring back 1 to my parents. it was not the sort of cheapskate common vodka that u buy off the shelf but a premium short in nice packaging dat i never see b4. i left it with bartek at his place as im afraid either someone else or i would drink it in our numerous drunken stumpours.. his mom gave me a nice huge box of chocs which i already had 3 pieces. im eating it slowly and is not going to share with anyone. i accepted their gifts but with alot of shame as i felt they were really too valuable..
i told them i will be back. indeed i will be back. i wana cook 1 more time for this kind family. i want to bring for them some nice gifts of my own. though our meeting was short, i was really touched by them. the time i spent there was great. it was priceless.
posted by david at 12:00 PM
5 Comments:
i also want to visit bartek's hometown. I also wanna cook for them!!
& can we share the chocolates??
i really wana bring the chocs back. but the expiry is in july so i got no choice but to eat it. trust me.. eating them was a painful job cos they are so nice.. honest.
July?? but u r coming back in june!!
hellooooooo... save some for me!
its too close to the expiry date. i wont want u to get tummyache. i jus buy u a bar of snickers when im back. 1 whole complete bar for yourself.. but come think of it, i shd buy u 2 as souveniers from poland. poland's snickers.. hmm..
shitz u.
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