{"id":5213,"date":"2026-10-03T10:09:51","date_gmt":"2026-10-03T09:09:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=5213"},"modified":"2026-10-03T10:30:36","modified_gmt":"2026-10-03T09:30:36","slug":"week-39-weread-and-poland","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=5213","title":{"rendered":"Week 39: WeRead and Poland"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A nice week with lots of things going on and therefore lots of photos, starting with some pre-dawn walks, continuing with the monthly meeting of our book club, and then a trip to Poland.<\/p>\n<p><strong>39_1<\/strong><br \/>\nA pre-dawn walk with some interesting cloud formations in the distance:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_1.jpg\" alt=\"DSF0508\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_2<\/strong><br \/>\nThe beach gets cleaned between 3 and 7 a.m. every day:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_2.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4750\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_3<\/strong><br \/>\nA sand sculpture from the day before:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_3.jpg\" alt=\"DSF0509\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_4<\/strong><br \/>\nThe fishmonger gets ready for the day:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_4.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4752\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_5<\/strong><br \/>\nAn evening conversation:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_5.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4748\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_6<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Tuesday afternoon, we had our monthly book club meeting. I got to the area where our meeting place is a bit early, so I sat down for a beer on Plaza San Cristobal and watched the people. This is a very typical Spanish scene, three generations out strolling together:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_6.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4753\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_7<\/strong><br \/>\nThis month, we discussed The Odyssey, obviously inspired by the movie (which many of us have seen) and the surrounding hype. We had the epic in English, Dutch, and, very appropriately, Greek:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_7.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4754\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_8<\/strong><br \/>\nWe have several new members from the new crop of trainees who started in September, including Jooyoung from Korea (we have up to 10% non-EU trainees):<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_8.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4758\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_9<\/strong><br \/>\nElisabetta talks about the Odyssey:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_9.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4762\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_10<\/strong><br \/>\nAnother new trainee member, Theodora from Greece:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_10.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4770\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_11<\/strong><br \/>\nEri looking up something:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_11.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4768\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_12<\/strong><br \/>\nAs a Greek proud of her country&#8217;s influence on European culture, Eri was especially serious about this meeting, and she came with her notes prepared:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_12.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4771\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_13<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Wednesday morning I flew to Krak\u00f3w for a combination of business trip and family visit. I was going to Cedzyna, a suburb of the city of Kielce, about 1 1\/2 hour from Krak\u00f3w by train, where I was going to speak at a conference Thursday and Friday. I had about 4-5 hours in Krak\u00f3w to walk around and enjoy the city. Just as I stepped out of the train station, I saw the current face of Polish fast food. When I was a small child in Poland, such things were unimaginable:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_13.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4774\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_14<\/strong><br \/>\nThe train station in Krak\u00f3w is less than 1 km from the central square Rynek. I have been there many times, passing by the impressive medieval St. Mary&#8217;s Basilica. But this time, for the first time, I decided to visit the church and also to climb its bell tower. The church turned out to be even more magnificent than I imagined. This is the main altar, the work of the famous 15th century sculptor Wit Stwosz:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_14.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4796\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_15<\/strong><br \/>\nThe main organ:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_15.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4797\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_16<\/strong><br \/>\nAs usual when I visit such places, I lit two candles in memory of my mother, one for me and one for my sister:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_16.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4813\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_17<\/strong><br \/>\nI climbed the tower on the narrow, winding staircase and enjoyed the view of Rynek and the medieval cloth market Sukiennice:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_17.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4817\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_18<\/strong><br \/>\nOn the wall of the basilica there is this relief of King Jan Sobiecki, one of the great figures in Poland&#8217;s history. In 1683 he led an army that broke the Ottoman siege of Vienna, ending repeated attempts by the Turks to advance into central and northern Europe:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_18.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4816\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_19<\/strong><br \/>\nI walked around the big square a bit more, passing the iconic Eros Blindado sculpture. I have photographed it many times, but this time there were children playing inside the big head:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_19.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4833\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_20<\/strong><br \/>\nAfter a good lunch at a Georgian restaurant, I slowly made my way back to the train station, passing this woman enjoying the sunshine on Florianska Street:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_20.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4834\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_21<\/strong><br \/>\nI walked through a nice park with a small square named after the great film director Andrzej Wajda:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_21.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4839\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_22<\/strong><br \/>\nBack at the train station, I took in the monument commemorating the decades of Soviet oppression of Poland and the liberation in 1989. The predicted rainy weather was rolling in, so I was pleased to go inside the station to board my train to Kielce, a trip of about 1 1\/2 hour:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_22.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4845\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_23<\/strong><br \/>\nI arrived in Kielce and made my way to Cedzyna, a village with a large lake, some nice woods and a couple of hotels mainly used for conferences, weddings and other such events. This is Hotel Echo where I spent the next two days:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_23.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4857\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_24<\/strong><br \/>\nWhen I was here last year, the weather was nice and I took several long walks around the lake and the village. This year it was cold and rainy, so I mostly stayed at the hotel and the conference, only going for a short walk on Thursday morning, passing this roadside chapel which has always fascinated me:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_24.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4853\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_25<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_25.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4854\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_26<\/strong><br \/>\nThis is the conference room where I spent most of Thursday and Friday:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_26.jpg\" alt=\"R002249\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_27<\/strong><br \/>\nI liked the reflections of the circular lights in the large window:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_27.jpg\" alt=\"R002253\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_28<\/strong><br \/>\nThis was the 50th time this week-long event took place, a gathering of Polish IP lawyers and academics. It was the creation of a young law school graduate, Alicja Adamczak (and yes, there was IP and such also during Communist times). Later, she embarked on a long career which culminated in a 20-year stint as head of the Polish Patent Office. Following her retirement about 8 years ago, Ms. Adamczak returned to Kielce and is still an adjunct professor at Kielce Institute of Technology, and, at the age of 78, still organises this conference. Here she is at Thursday night&#8217;s dinner, introducing a talk by a well-known professor (whose name sadly escapes me):<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_28.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4858\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_29<\/strong><br \/>\nThe professor was actually a very entertaining speaker:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_29.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4860\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_30<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Friday morning I made my presentation, and then stayed on to listen to the rest of the conference. This was the highlight, a presentation on the use of AI in the legal profession by Katarzyna Kazimierska, a professor at a university in Bydgoszcz, a town in northern Poland. The title of this slide is &#8220;who am I and why I (sometimes) trust AI&#8221;:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_30.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4869\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_31<\/strong><br \/>\nOne of the messages on the slide reads &#8220;AI will not take your job, but someone who uses it, will&#8221;:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_31.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4868\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_32<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_32.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4871\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_33<\/strong><br \/>\nLater on Friday I travelled from Kielce to Wroclaw, 3 hours by train, to spend the weekend with my sister and brother-in-law. I arrived at their apartment around 7 p.m., and we toasted their 58th wedding anniversary, recording the scene thanks to the camera&#8217;s self-timer:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_33.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4875\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_34<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Saturday morning I went for a walk as is my habit. I love those early morning walk when there is little or no traffic. This &#8220;billiard club&#8221; used to be an internet caf\u00e9 where I used to go when visiting my sister in the 1990s, before she got fibre in her apartment. Now that everyone has internet at home, the place has reinvented itself as a low-end pool bar:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_34.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4880\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_35<\/strong><br \/>\nThere are some bums who habitually hang around Plac Grunwaldzki where my sister lives. They are harmless. During the morning walks, I often see evidence of their drinking during the night:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_35.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4879\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_36<\/strong><br \/>\nThis is my favourite scene in my sister&#8217;s neighbourhood, the iconic Grunwaldzki Bridge (opened as Kaiserbr\u00fccke in November 1910, when Wroclaw was the German city of Breslau, and yes, Kaiser Wilhelm came to the opening):<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_36.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4882\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_37<\/strong><br \/>\nI love looking at the bridge and its reflections in the Odra river (&#8220;Oder&#8221; in German):<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_37.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4886\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_38<\/strong><br \/>\nNear my sister, on the banks of the Odra, there is the main campus of the Technical University of Wroclaw, in effect the departments of math, physics, chemistry, computer science etc. of the city&#8217;s main university in the centre. The campus has no student housing; most of the students live in the surrounding areas, either renting apartments on the private market or a room in a dedicated student housing complex about 1 km away. As a result, the campus is pretty deserted on weekends when there are no classes. However, I did see some evidence of services catering to a typical student&#8217;s needs&#8211;coffee and bicycle repair:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_38.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4889\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_39<\/strong><br \/>\nAfter lunch, I took the tram to Rynek (same name as in Krak\u00f3w, since it simply means &#8220;market square&#8221;, and every town has one). The weather was nice, and the townhouses (all reconstructed after the destruction of WWII) were beautiful in the sunshine:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_39.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4914\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_40<\/strong><br \/>\nThere were many people out and about, both locals and tourists:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_40.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4915\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_41<\/strong><br \/>\nI noticed a sign advertising an art exhibition in a gallery I had not seen before, so of course I went inside:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_41.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4924\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_42<\/strong><br \/>\nThere was an exhibition of photos of Marilyn Monroe by Milton Greene, but I found the rest of the collection more interesting:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_42.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4920\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_43<\/strong><br \/>\nThere was a small exhibition on the theme of objectification of women, with some striking images:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_43.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4926\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_44<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_44.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4927\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_45<\/strong><br \/>\nA group of children, being exposed to modern art:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_45.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4925\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_46<\/strong><br \/>\nThe inverted Golden Arches made me think of breasts, perhaps inspired by image 43 above:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_46.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4928\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_47<\/strong><br \/>\nI took the tram back to Plac Grunwaldzki and stumbled across a neighbourhood event in a small park on the edge of the Grunwaldzki Campus. I have not seen this kind of activity in Wroclaw before; perhaps with the increasing wealth the community spirit is also growing:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_47.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4939\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_48<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_48.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4935\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_49<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_49.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4940\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_50<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_50.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4941\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_51<\/strong><br \/>\nI woke up to a nice, hazy sunrise on Sunday morning. This is the view from my sister&#8217;s apartment with a 90mm lens, showing the &#8220;Pencil and Chalk&#8221; student housing complex on the left and the main stadium in the distance:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_51.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4949\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_52<\/strong><br \/>\nMy flight home was in the evening, so I had time for another walk, this time along the river Odra. I passed through a park and noticed a monument that I had not studied before:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_52.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4972\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_53<\/strong><br \/>\nOn closer inspection, it was a memorial to Polish victims of Ukrainian right wing nationalist group UPA during WWII and in the couple of years that followed. These were turbulent times, with the Soviet Union gobbling up the eastern third of Poland (much of today&#8217;s Ukraine and Belarus) and on the other side annexing large parts of eastern Germany (including Wroclaw) to Poland, in effect moving the country a couple of hundred km to the west. We have a lot of complex and painful history in this part of Europe. Today, Poland is among the staunchest supporters of Ukraine and hosts more Ukrainian refugees than any other country:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_53.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4970\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_54<\/strong><br \/>\nWalking back to my sister&#8217;s apartment, I smiled when passing this place. The photo is not particularly good, but the name is a great example of someone having a bright idea when naming this traditional board game caf\u00e9\/shop. It is called &#8220;Power Outage&#8221;:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_54.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4994\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_55<\/strong><br \/>\nPoland is a country with an increasing reputation for good design, and this bicycle rack outside a hotel near the cathedral is a good example. It is both visually attractive and very functional:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_55.jpg\" alt=\"DSF4993\"\/><\/p>\n<p><strong>39_56<\/strong><br \/>\nFinally, it was time to say goodbye. The taxi taking me to the airport was arriving at 6:45 p.m., and just before going downstairs, we made the usual farewell selfie. It was a short visit, but they were happy to see for the third time this year:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2026\/39_56.jpg\" alt=\"R002256\"\/><\/p>\n<p>A full gallery from Krak\u00f3w can be seen <a href=\"https:\/\/www.greatpix.eu\/Travel\/Krak%C3%B3w-September-2026\" onclick=\"_gaq.push(['_trackEvent', 'outbound-article', 'https:\/\/www.greatpix.eu\/Travel\/Krak%C3%B3w-September-2026', 'here']);\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">here<\/a>, and there is also on of Wroclaw <a href=\"https:\/\/www.greatpix.eu\/Travel\/Wroclaw-September-2026\" onclick=\"_gaq.push(['_trackEvent', 'outbound-article', 'https:\/\/www.greatpix.eu\/Travel\/Wroclaw-September-2026', 'here']);\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">here<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A nice week with lots of things going on and therefore lots of photos, starting with some pre-dawn walks, continuing with the monthly meeting of our book club, and then a trip to Poland. 39_1 A pre-dawn walk with some interesting cloud formations in the distance: 39_2 The beach gets cleaned between 3 and 7 [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":4915,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5213"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5213"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5213\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5224,"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5213\/revisions\/5224"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4915"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5213"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}