I got to try a bu
nch of neat new foods. Polish cooking is pretty good. However, one of the weirdest things about Polish cuisine is that everything is served with Dill Pickles. For breakfast, yep – you guessed it – Dill Pickles.One night, Rich and some of his friends from the coffee house made an old Polish favorite – Pickle Soup. Yes, it’s made with Dill Pickles. It was okay – it tasted like warmed up Dill Pickles with sour cream.
I also had a Polish Sausage. Of course, in Poland it isn’t called a “polish sausage,” it’s just called sausage!

Rich drove this really cute car. It’s a Fiat and is super small. It’s about the size of half a normal car. You should have seen Matt, Rich and I squeezed in there. One time, there were four adults riding in his car. One person just over six-feet tall is actually longer than Rich’s car.
We had a major break down enroute to the airport. It wasn't Rich's car, but a Polish friend's. A belt broke about half way there. So, Matt and I climbed out and tried to hitch a ride with anyone who would pull over. We made it to the airport (via a taxi) just in time to catch our plane.
Another great part about this trip is that Matt and I were able to hang out with the youth in Poland. We played ping-pong and helped with the BIG tournament for ping-pong and foozball. I also had a chance to share with the church about work in other areas of the world.
There are just some things that totally blow your mind. I walked around old town in Warsaw, Poland. I saw shop windows with the Star of David. They looked as if they were straight out of a World War II movie about the Jewish Holocaust. Not far from this area of town, I saw a monument to the Jewish children who used the under city sewage system tunnels to escape or hide.
ust days apart - so it was very fun to get together. A friend of ours invited us to their lake house for a few days.



e river on six pieces of bamboo, tied together with a few strips of tire tubing, I had to pinch myself. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t dreaming – a sudden crash into the rocky bank told me I was awake and was not only soaking wet but that I was really in Thailand.
