Warsaw

A latish night singstaring, so a lazy morning (again), full English neh Polish breakfast, then a walk into the Old Town area of Warsaw. Warm and humid. Sat at a pavement cafe in the main square and next thing the heavens opened - torrential rain. Luckily the beer had just arrived so we stayed there under a sodden umbrella until it stopped. Traditional Polish dumplings and potato cakes for lunch once the waitress could get back to the restaurant. The sun reappeared for the slow walk back to Chez Fi.