Scenery is just getting better and better! Poland was beautiful all the way since the border. We have been weaving our way along quiet country roads through small villages. The map we were given by our mystery German friends has their route marked on it, avoiding all the big cities.
Polish drivers are more polite than their Australian counter-parts, and we are having a lovely time. The only exception was on our way into Czestochowa, when a car did a Russian style high speed overtaking with oncoming traffic. This time it hit the oncoming traffic instead of me, which was a nice change. I cleared off the broken wing mirrors while the car that had been hit did a U turn and chased the one that caused the accident. It got away.
On reaching Czestochowa we managed to get ourselves lost, and were wasting a lot of precious time. This is one of the reasons we try to avoid big cities (the other being the traffic). But along came Oktawian Ciez to the rescue. A fellow cycle tourist and rock climber, reminded me of a slightly younger version of myself. He invited us back to his place, where we spent the night.
We left in the morning carrying two jars of home made polish soup, and 1m of Polish sausage, made by his uncle, who lives in the mountains. Ting and I are actually vegetarians back home, but we had put it on hold for precisely occasions like this! Oktawian gave us a brief tour of a 700 year old monastry before leading us out of town on the road we were looking for.
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