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Eurotrippin 09: Krakow

July 7, 2009 on 11:18 am | In Reflective Bastard |

So I am in Krakow now but thats not important or terribly funny. I could go on about how old timey and wonderful the city is yet still poetically polish, complete with purple legged drunkards relieving themselves with immense force in full view of numerous park bench bound lovers. It’s a good sight for sure but not the kind of comical payoff I needed for this post. I was searching for something Charles Bukowski would be proud of something true to life yet still absurd is said out loud.

I have been reading Bukowski’s “Ham on Rye” on this trip and at times it seems like a mirror of my youth written in better prose by a man far more talented then I can hope to be. Anyways reading this has been quite therapeutic on a multi faceted level. First I am learning and absorbing his style, like some sort of literary fan boy sponge / sea cucumber. Next I am working out questions I have about why I am the way I am. Lastly I am being pushed into writing. Whether it’s shitty drivel, sophomoronic banter or the rare dialog that I am not ashamed of as much as I am of the other crap I pump out and never show anyone, I am writing. That’s all that matters isn’t it?

So I arrived at the Goodbye Lenin Hostel this morning, I was empty, quiet, decorated a in red communist motif and lacking people. In my old age people can be a nuisance so it’s perfect. At least it was until I found out that this was not the case and that it was fully booked with a group of backpackers form Germany. I was about to have a cloud form over my parade until a cosmic pun dispelled it in a moment. You see I asked out hostess where these German backpackers were and the response was brilliant.

“Oh all the Germans went to Auschwitz”

AHAHAHAHAHA of course they did.