View from the verandah of Rosznavska 24. Not the prettiest of view, and a lot of taxi drivers cannot find the building, but the people inside made all the difference. Today was a public holiday, so there were some calm moments to survey the surrounding landscape and enjoy the fresh air. The stifling summer heat has dissipated.
The now familiar sight of Eurovea Galleria: a shopping mall with many familiar names: H&M, Mango, Cerruti, Promod, New Yorker, and surprise surprise, Debenhams. In the evening, the shops were nearly empty, and it begs the question, why are they opening late for little or no foot traffic. The prices here are comparable to other European cities, no shoppers paradise here. There is something very soulless and characterless about these modern shopping malls - you see one and you see them all.Tonight, another gathering in the hotel. Two nights ago, there was a wedding, and the loud music from the ballroom kept me awake until 02:00, by which time I gave up the will to count sheep. So, in the middle of the night, on my third phone call, a manager materialised to help me evacuate with the bare essentials to the top floor, where I snatched a few hours sleep. The next day, all my personal belongings were moved, but there was not a single note of apology from hotel management. Or perhaps it is not in the operations manual to say sorry to a customer.
