Wednesday, 27 January 2010

Zimno mi

Wizzair airport bus, around four in the afternoon:

Eventually the bus pulls away and, sitting in the corner of the back seat, I can see colours and shadows outside but little else. The window steams up quickly with the passengers packed so close inside and when I try to wipe it clean, I find that the condensation has frozen on the glass. Ice has actually formed inside the bus.

Somewhere near Teatr Bagatela:

My friends live in an old kamienice with high ceilings and tall windows and a storage heater system which doesn't stand a chance against the sub-zero temperatures of a Polish January. The old thermometer on the windowsill outside shows minus eleven, but it seems to have been like that all day. The cat has not moved from the top of the heater since morning.
I take my teacup in shivering hands to the window and look out, over the silent snow-clad rooftops, towards the pale echoes of the sunset. Trails of chimney smoke curl gently into the dusk. Through the blackened branches of the bare trees, the sky is a wash of soft lilac and salmon shades and wisps of dove-grey cloud.
I stare past the houses and trees and catch a glimpse of a lost winter fairytale, long-forgotten, or perhaps never told...

6 comments:

Norman said...

Pino, zapomniałaś mnie uprzedzić!
Jak długo będziesz w Krakowie?

uzar said...

I'm not sure Polska a great place to be at the moment. Too cold! Brrr. ;-)
Raf

katy said...

aww, felicity, you make me krakow-sick! have a great time & say hi to andi for me.

pinolona said...

oh sory Norman! Bede w krakowie do wtorku, i bardzo sie ciesze :)

Raf, actually the cold is really exciting for a British person. It's a novel experience for us to be faced with continental-type weather and that's why we seek out extremes of temperature on holiday. Although most sane Brits tend to head for extreme warmth rather than extreme cold...

Katy, thanks she says hi too! plenty of time for another trip, when the weather is a bit better maybe.

Anonymous said...

U MAD ?

Michael Dembinski said...

Winter has its charms; particularly when there's a deep frost, clear blue sky, and crisp snow beneath the feet. And, in Poland, that week or so between the last snow-on-ground day and the first t-shirt weather day.

This winter has (for me) been marvellous. So much better than a dreary +5C, rain, drizzle, sleet, mud etc.