So, the reason we'd gone to Poland? A photo I had stumbled across on 'Flickr' of a derelict church. We'd found it on google earth and had added it to our 'flimsy' itinerarry. On day one I had ranted at one of our newfound friends about this place, I had described every detail I could remember from the photo I had seen, I had shown him on the map where we thought it was and had asked him again and again if we would be able to visit this amazing objekt before we flew home. Day one came to an end and no church had even been driven past, let alone stopped at.
"Today we visit church maybe". "Not your one, mine, my favorite Objekt, you maybe like and we have BBQ". I was gutted, but after what we'd managed to see on day one also a little intrigued and excited. "Ok".
Turns out ...................... same church!!
Thanks for looking.
"Today we visit church maybe". "Not your one, mine, my favorite Objekt, you maybe like and we have BBQ". I was gutted, but after what we'd managed to see on day one also a little intrigued and excited. "Ok".
Turns out ...................... same church!!
Thanks for looking.
