Mrs. Wilson and I survived our first day of travels. We flew through the night and arrived in Poland at 2:55 p.m. Don’t forget that Poland has a six hour time difference, so back home, it was really 8:55 am. The flight was long, but calm. One thing we noticed was Air France’s desire to feed you! They gave us a three- course dinner at 12:30 a.m, just within an hour of boarding (see picture), and a quick breakfast just three hours later. Mrs. Wilson and I couldn’t even look at food when the flight attendants on our connecting flight from Paris to Warsaw, Poland, started handing out sandwiches.
After hours of flying, eating, and a little bit of sleeping, we stumbled wearily into our taxi and came straight to our hotel. We spent a little time walking around the local streets and planning our day for tomorrow. I can’t wait to see what Warsaw has to teach us. We have much to learn from this city that stood up to fight Hitler. The city lost that fight, but gained such a distinct history. I am excited to bear witness to the triumphs and devastation that was Warsaw during World War II. Look to hear more tomorrow.
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