September 2008
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iafrica.com: Goodbye Gdansk
One definition of helplessness is being told 10 000 feet in the air that the hunk of metal holding you up is going to land somewhere else. After this announcement, everyone on the plane sinks back into their chairs with a collective sigh and settles into the inescapable fact that we’re mere pawns in Poland’s wintery travel-disrupting chess game. Severe blizzards have frozen Gdansk airport...
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iafrica.com: Na Zdrowie!
My eyes open slowly and heavily. From out of a greasy blur my girlfriend’s head comes into focus. How nice it is, I think, to wake up and see that your loved one is tenderly watching you. I attempt a smile but, oddly, my face hurts. My brain starts to assess the unfamiliar surroundings.
Lounge. Lying on a sofa bed. Oh yes, girlfriends brother’s lounge. Holiday in Poland. First time...
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iafrica.com: I need a hero!
Like a hawk following a field mouse scuttle through the undergrowth, I watch the bread as it moves towards me. It approaches, then suddenly darts right and is pounced upon by a couple near the entrance of the restaurant. The couple, in their early thirties, begin to tear into its sweet, delicious flesh.
The male predator is tall with longish hair and commands the conversation with...