Orient Yourself: In which Our Young Hero is Locked in the Toilet.

This is the direction of your school.  This is where the super fun club is with special erasmus parties.  This is the alphabet. Dzien Dobry, jablko, prosze. 

toilets= WC

milk bars aren't just for dairy beverages.

Have you forgotten how to tie your shoes yet, or unlock a door because apparently I have.

I had a walk around Wroclaw, difficult to motivate this sometimes in the cold.  Saw the tower of Saint Elizabeth, several dwarves, met a classmate's polish girlfriend, we went to get tickets for Krakow that afternoon and then to the mall to get some food.  We all went to use the restroom.  I choose the one closest, which was a single, which seemed weird to begin with.

Queer lock... hmmm, wait, fuck, how do you unlock this lock?  I happen to be in the airtight maximum confinement stall... shit, no ones going to come in here because its a single.  Turn left, turn right, push up, pull down... it has to be broken

In Poland you don't lock door, door locks you.*

Ten minutes later a woman comes in, of course she doesn't understand me even if she can hear me.  My friends are waiting outside by this point.  The woman must have told them there was some girl banging on the door... kindof rude...

They come in, we try a few things... no go.  Justyna goes to get a security guard, first of all "why is your friend in the employee bathroom, why can't she understand me..."

"Turn two times to the left."

Burning face.

Stupid Foreign girl.

*applicable to inept.