I was tired, cold, wet and temporarily defeated and went looking for a small hotel room for the night, but - because the season was over - nothing was open. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't close to a good cry after the third door was locked. A bed, a shower and - as mentioned - some soup were the only things keeping me going. I got to the outside of town, hoping for a church, fire station, anything who would have me, when I saw this collection of cabins down by the river. I walked in and asked with hands and my few words of Polish if there were rooms, and how much. There were! And the old fella behind the older computer wrote down "90" (złoty). $25!! I could afford that! But I also knew that I needed two days of recovery and drying my clothes, so - using Google translate - wrote out "zniżka 2 noce?" - discount for 2 nights? He raised a finger - one moment please - and made a call. "Uh huh, uh huh, okay." I guessed the "Okay" was for my benefit and liked my odds. I might just be able to afford two whole nights in this place! He took put his pen and scribbled a few big dramatic marks on the paper and I couldn't have been more happy. A perfect room in a perfect place and what had to be a perfect discount! He slided the paper over to me and winked and I looked down to see what he had written. And what was to be my deftly negotiated new deal?
"90 x 2."
The laugh that came out of my mouth was nothing short of maniacal and it continued longer than I had planned. I gave him my card and grabbed the keys and walked to my room that I got for a song... X 2. #Poland