Warsaw. 30 minutes to midnight.
The table behind me is laughing, swapping jokes while skipping fluidly from Polish to French to English. I can only catch the odd reference to Steven Fry, Inspector Clouseau, or Monty Python's Grail.
That's who I want to be when I grow up.
The table behind me is laughing, swapping jokes while skipping fluidly from Polish to French to English. I can only catch the odd reference to Steven Fry, Inspector Clouseau, or Monty Python's Grail.
That's who I want to be when I grow up.





