So apparently Lublin has a nightlife, which I heartily took part of tonight. I apologize if I spell words in correctly or don't make sense, as I spoke French most of the way home and have limited coordination with my extremities at the moment. Tonight our event coordinator, who has been wonderful, set up a meet and greet with some local Polish students. We met up at Astoria, which is the restaruant we usually frquent and hung out with students. Some of them stuck around all night, which is awesome, as we had them take us to a cool underground pub. A very smoky pub. After that, we went to a club called Fashion, were we danced all nights. There, there is 3 zloty (pronounced zwah-tee) equivalent of 1 dollar shots. Let's just say that we all had a little fun with the Polish wodka.
European men are a lot different than American men. I don't know who thought it would be a good idea to shave the sides of one's head down to nothing while maintaining what I can only imagine is called the "Euro-hawk." Something to be seen. Also, we observed a scene at the restaurant Oberza last night. A guy and girl made eye contact last night so he went up to her to get her number. After she gave him her number, he grabbed her hand and massaged it and kissed it. They had never met before. I understand that I appreciate getting to know someone before being so forward but wow. She gave him her number and he tried to call her but instead of reaching her she had given him the wrong number.
Okay, I hope that no one reads this because this post is embarrassing. I hope to update at better quality soon.
Things done:
Concentration camp
dancing in Polish Club
Eating a restaurant where no Polish is spoken
Been to authentic pub
Met the archbishop of Lublin
Met students of KUL
Been to a castle
Seen Social-Realist art in an exhibition
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