train to the past, or recollections about trains. On Sunday at the Warsaw suburban mud road, next to the field was covered with snow, dark, and the distance traveled queue. Romatyzm Mazowsze, although I can not write that something particularly love mazowieckie climates. .. Maybe one day I go by train from there further than Koprki:). I dream about it.
Trains played a some role in the life of my family. Grandparents of the hand we worked on the railways, that is great-grandfather was the station manager, unless first in Rzeszów Sanok, and then in Nowy Sacz. Then the brother of my grandmother, my uncle, who is no longer alive, and which I treated a bit like my grandfather, continued the family tradition and worked on the railways in Slupsk. Slupsk is a very cool and I could even live there. It lies close to the sea is quiet and peaceful and has always lived and traveled there in the old, former German house. In Warsaw, there are none. This house stood on the same track, on the night train crosses the wall and loud whistles. I loved it. The floor was old, sliding doors between the rooms, the kitchen spiżarenka such gross-camera [uncle as he spoke], and the bathroom very strange żeliwy shaped like a stove in the trunk. And there, at age 10 years I understood that life is better outside of Warsaw. Was next to the train station, in the wide hallway smelled mustiness and after shopping we went to the samu, which people said "house of bread." At home he was a bus which was half an hour in Ustka by the sea. My uncle, however, have not ridden to Ustka, just met with my colleagues in the old car, where the railroad workers themselves organized a club. He was a calendar with a bare baba, refrigerator for beer and, I suppose there were also cards or chess. My uncle was also chairman of a relationship anglers and told me about salmon, which are in the river in Slupsk and allowed to watch television at night. He had a black and white TV and all the books about Sherlock Holmes, which I read on the balcony, watching the trains.
In my father's family, in turn, [:)] great-grandfather was an engineer and build the Trans-Siberian railway. It's even amazing ...
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