The day before New Year's Eve, or Sylwester as it's called here, we found ourselves deep in the Polish mountains, almost touching the border of Ukraine. They're called Ustrzyki Gorne (Pronounced Oo-sh-ch-iki G-oo-rneh) and the place is stunning.
We rolled up to the little village after a winding and bumpy drive, met up with a bunch of Mikolaj's mates and were taken to our place of rest and consumption of lemony vodka, although my Krakow hangover definitely limited my drinking capability on the first night. Aussie's are known for their pissy natures and, on first impression to the Poles, I was a complete disappointment! I totally redeemed myself on new year's though..Oooh, yes indeed!
The place looked wonderful..
But my image of a comfy abode was shattered when we were taken up to the freezing attic. 10 people in one bedroom with a constant threat of hitting the roof with one's head (Which we all managed to do many, many times!)
Hmmmm...
Aaah, it's character building I suppose. By the end of it all, I wasn't phased in the slightest!
On the final day of '08, we all went for a cleansing hike. As I was told it would be freezing, -15, rugging up was in order: 4 layers on the bottom and 5 layers on the top.
I didn't think the sun to come out, and with such strength..
After an hour and a half of steep climbing I was a sweaty, puffed out, blubbering mess, it was so embarrassing. As always at this particular time of year, I vowed to get fitter, take up volleyball or something. Shame I'm so shit at sports though..
We then finally reached the top, post-crisis, hoorah!
The way down was much more exciting and, of course, easier on my lazy soul.
Justyna and I made angels..
Cooled off a little..
And fell into a heap at the bottom..
Brilliant way to spend the last day of the year.
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