An incredible medieval city, a capital city that blends a Soviet past with a Portland by way of Helsinki vibe, and the best bread I have ever eaten made this country an incredible stop.
Don Pogreba is a current writer and retired teacher of English, Social Studies and Debate, and a loyal, if often sad, fan of the San Diego Padres and Portland Timbers. When he is not traveling, he is working on his classroom web site or dreaming about another adventure.
An incredible medieval city, a capital city that blends a Soviet past with a Portland by way of Helsinki vibe, and the best bread I have ever eaten made this country an incredible stop.
A brief stop to see Bono, visit the museums of natural history and eat one of the three best hamburgers in my life. Not a bad few days.
Warsaw was an absolutely unexpected gem during my trip to Europe this past July. I can’t recommend the city enough.
A little visit to New England in October 2017, including stops at Acadia National Park, Lexington, and Concord.
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