Tag: travel
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“From sharing traditional Silesian Szkloki sweets with a constellation of local schoolgirls to witnessing a perfectly synchronized, carefree performance on a June hillside, my time on the rails proved one thing: Silesia always has a habit of surprising you when you least expect it.”
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So I stood by the door, doing my best to look as though this was how I preferred to travel.
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The occasional tannoy announcement — delivered in a tone that suggested I should already know what was being said — drifted across the platform.
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Then there were the plastic seats — back-to-back rows that discouraged comfort and punished optimism. I tried one once, briefly, before realising they were designed for people who had already given in.
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Soon after, the train arrived. An emerging shape in the whiteness, slow and deliberate, like a creature pushing its way out of a snowdrift. The front was plastered in ice, snow packed into every crevice, the sides streaked white as if it had been travelling through a blizzard for hours. I was stunned. It didn’t…
