warsaw. shooting guns. i had bruises on my shoulder the next day from the butt of the gun up against it. mostly the M9 (i think) and the tommy gun. the tommy gun was really heavy.
the first one i shot was the glock. it was hard to concentrate cause louis was shooting off the 44 first and it was so loud that it kept throwing me off. it was hard to line up the shots but then i got used to how the guide worked on the glock. after that i got to use the 44. it was my favorite. loading it was easy....i had to keep remembering to keep my finger away from the trigger while i was asking questions.
i did rather well with the 44. the machine guns were fucking hard. scary too.
the bullets were flying up all over the room...it was weird. the place was far outside the city. luckily the cab driver that took us there came and picked us back up.
i felt really bad because my stupid bank card wasn't working. because of budapest and munich and going to and from zurich every weekend i had surpassed the limit i am allowed on the bank card.....let's just say i owe louis some dough.
saturday morning we got up and walked around warsaw. it was really quiet. like swiss quiet! but for a saturday we thought it was odd. happened upon this tiny museum in the basement of the old SS headquarters that i think eventually became the communist party headquarters.
this photo is from the end of this hallway in the prison downstairs. it was a video of a man dragging on the floor at first and then trying to get up. it was horrifying. inside the prison rooms there were still bullet holes in the walls from where the SS would shoot jews/dissenters from the outside of the cells. this was the only place i cried, really felt heavy. it was so dark in there....it was weird, hard....to swallow this kind of...atrocity but then i have to remember that people are dying daily as refugees...as victims of the same kind of genocide...makes me wonder about all the hate in the world of course.
after that we made it to the old town where more people were. it's fucking incredible to see how the city looks after it was totally destroyed. we think 9/11 was bad. that's a fucking joke to me now.
i know people died in NY but come on. not millions.
the before and after photos were incredible. made it to the communist building. the ministry of arts and culture. it's this massive structure in the center of downtown across from the main train station and main roads. crazy. i still have to upload to flicker i think my warsaw city photos. also the signs. so many crazy signs.
my birthday was spent on the train to krakow and wandering around krakow. more on that later.
i want to write about berlin but there's something different about berlin than poland. i saw it from a different perspective. one that i am grateful for. i felt very at home in berlin. i felt like i belonged there. it's a good feeling. i don't feel that i belong in basel. i feel like i belong in DC. if this makes any sense.
i had toilet burgers in berlin....went to a lovely abandoned building where some dude was making a photo shoot with some wafer thin model...that was pretty funny....all this debris and she was all made up and wearing spiky heels.
just enjoyed the conversation the communism the wall the art the people the life.
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