How to meet wonderful world at home

I belong to three internet travellers communities: hospitalityclub (since 2007), couchsurfing and warmshowers (since previous year; this one is for tour bicycle users).

I admit that  I joined the first one because I’d read in press about it and was tempted by opportunity of saving some cost of accommodation while travelling. So I joined and tried and it worked! In 2007 my family travelled to Romania and Bulgaria for summer 3-week holidays. Of all 20 nights we didn’t pay for 4 thanks to our great hospitalityclub hosts. But saving money was only a tiny part of what membership was offering and as it later turned out it was the least important part! The best of it was meeting locals who generally shares with you their local style of life: habits, food, ways of spending time, lots of information about interesting places/events in area (sometimes they tell you about things you won’t be able to find about in tourist guides) etc, etc. And what I do appreciate – while I travel abroad I have eventually opportunity to use English, here in Poland my contact with English is generally confined to reading and watching tv/films (and sometimes writing blog, haha).  The hosts/guests are usually fantastic, open, amiable people, to that extend that in 2 cases my hosts/guests became later my guests/hosts: in England, Slovenia and Poland.

Being a guest is great but of course there is a second side – offering accomadation for other travelers. And it is also superb. Imagine situation like that one – grey, not much interesting March day in Poland, the rest of snow melted long ago, but still no fresh greenery outside the window… You’re a bit bored and check your emails and … wow, a girl from Canada travelling since August 2014 through Asia and since January 2015 by bicycle (!!!) from Instanbul, Turkey to my hometown Rzeszów, Poland (some 2.000 kilometres through the shortest way from Istanbul) and further in Europe is asking if she can stay at your place for 1 night. You of course agree, she arrives to your town and tells you about adventures you wouldn’t hear or watch in travel programmes on tv. It was a big big pleasure to meet Stephanie and talk with her about her brave ride through Greece, Macedonia, Serbia, Romania, Ukraine and Poland on bicycle with heavy panniers. And to listen about wonderful unspoiled nature of Canada … Such visits make your day. I wish Stephanie only dry, warm days during her further bicycle travelling, much less trucks on roads and save pedalling, and you – great adventures while travelling and while meeting travelers at your home.

Strange coincidence 2

Funny situation occurred today when I answered a phone. It was a bank worker proposing me one of their financial service. I have an internet  bank account in that bank and when it’s worker sometimes calls me he verifies my identity asking about my birth date and place and 3 of 9 digits of password that the bank had sent me earlier by sms.

After positively verifying details of my birth the call went on like that:

(bank worker) – “OK, I will explain you details of this service, I just only have to ask you now for 3 digits of your password to check, please give me the second, third and ninth digit”

(me) – “2, 3 and 9”

One minute of silence

(bw) – “If you give these 3 digits we can continue with our service”

(me) – “Sure, 2, 3 and 9”

Another long period of silence

(bw) – “Yes, in that order”

(me) – “I’ve already told you the digits”

(bw) – “Did you ?? So, please repeat them”

(me) – “2, 3, and 9”

(bw) – “Let me check …. 2, 3 and 9, yes, you’re right!  I’m really sorry, I thought you were just repeating after me …”

And we eventually could go to the gist of bank matter…

My whole password was 823672429 (and info for potential hackers – it’s already changed 🙂 ).

Strange coincidence

There are sometimes situations that are hard to explain, sometimes funny, sometimes just strange. About month ago I was reading a book “Meat” by Joseph D’Lacey. I will not reveal the exact plot of this novel, but the action is set mainly in a slaughterhouse and the more you read the less you want to eat meat.

But I can tell fiction from life and didn’t stop eating meat even after I‘ve finished the book (to be precise we don’t eat much meat at home). I haven’t discussed about “Meat” with my family either. And I’m sure my daughter didn’t read the book, even fragments of it, when I was  away, because the book is in English and she unfortunately doesn’t like English and reads tons of books, but only in Polish.

The strange thing is that one day, when I was about halfway through the book my daughter asked me not to put ham to her school sandwich and 2 days later she announced that from that day she’s not going to eat meat anymore. When we asked her for the reasons for such a resolution she said that looking or smelling meat make her sick. A few weeks passed from that day and she still doesn’t eat meat although it’s a bit problem for her as she’s told to prepare by herself alternative meals on days when we eat meat dishes.

I thought that it’s kind of anti-meat fashion among her school friends but rather it is not the issue.

Was it really only coincidence?