It was a long walk from my place to the Granada Bar, where I was to met Gina and a friend of hers for dinner. The sky was dark, but with the weather being so warm, I decided to chance not wearing a raincoat. I figured that if it did begin to rain, could dash into a shop and buy an umbrella. There was one photo I thought would gain from the dark skies. the Palace of Culture and Science. I was right, it looked very ominous in this light.
I was a little early when I got to the restaurant, so I went down the small park at the end of the street and walked around until it was time. In the park was the Monument to Taras Shevchenko. Apparently the statue was erected by the Ukrainian ambassador to honor the Ukrainian poet, writer, artist, public and political figure.
The Granda bar is a tapas bar, where you can get one of my favorite foods; fried anchovies. I scarfed them down without even thinking about taking a photo of them. The bar owner is from Mexico, and was kind enough to let me practice my spanish on him.
Along with the fried anchovies, we had some calamari, and a couple of plates of roasted peppers, which were outstanding. Two bottles of Cava, made for a great meal.
After leaving the Tapas bar we went to a little french restaurant, Mônsieur Léon, where we all got different things, and more wine. I had serving of excellent pate and a syrah that was the best I had ever had.
After that we went to a bar, where the service was so bad, that I am not going to give them a plug, by mentioning them here. Gina and I had hot spiced water, while her friend had cocktail.
It is a good thing I had already decided to walk home. It was so late, I didn’t see a single bus or tram on the way home. Though Warsaw is a safe city, I decided to call a friend who was in a time zone where it wasn’t so late at night, to talk the whole way home. A few times I had to stop the call to take a photo. The city is pretty at night.
It was 1:30 am by the time I got home, and well after 2:00 before I got to sleep. After midnight, I walked long enough that I didn’t have to go for a walk later that day. When Gina texted me to see if I wanted to meet up again, I had to beg off. I was just too tired. I had walked 12.5 miles between 3:00 pm and 2:00 am.