When we arrived we saw beautiful challets nestled into the mountains. There was a bustling down town filled with ski shops, clothing stores, restaurants, and tons of people.
We bought cheese from the young polish girls outside. It was a smoked cheese made from goat's milk. It looked like loaves of bread and corn on the cob.
Next we mingled with a polish woman selling her goods.
We went on a ski lift high up in the moutains. What a spectaculor view. My mom decided to sit this one out.
Next the driver took us to a lovely chapel and to a near by town with all homes made up of log cabins.
So after seeing this beautiful town of Zakopane it is hard to believe there is such wealth there while some of the other cities have such poverty. Also, it was not destroyed in WW2 while Warsaw was brought down to rubbles. What a hidden treasure!
And now our journey is coming to an end. We made the long drive back to Warsaw and we are flying home tomorrow.
As i reflect on the past 10 days of this journey i felt such mixed emotions. I got a totally different perspective of all the lessons i read about and heard by experiencing it first hand and through my mother's eyes. It still boggles my mind how such atrocities happened to innocent, loving people. I hope it brought some closure to my mother! I along with Jeff, Mark and Anne felt so blessed to have had this opportunity to come to Poland! My mom is thrilled that many different nationalities come here to get educated about the atrocities that occured so history will not repeat itself.
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