Hi all, I finally managed Andy to do a guest post. I just feel like he is more in touch with the Motherland then me. Here goes: In search of Stalinist architecture and Polish hipsters we bravely headed East of Central Europe to Warsaw A: "It's only ...." T: "I know Andrew!" A: ".... one stop" We were

I guess anyone who knows me won't be too surprised to see that one of my first Polish posts is about Pączki. These delicious, sweet, perfectly-fried-fluffed-and-filled delicacies, pronounced more like 'pOnchki' than 'pac-see', are Poland's version of a jam-filled doughnut (or Berliner). But let me tell you friends, the word doughnut just doesn't cover it. When we arrived

There are many great things about life in Australia, and being Australian. You get to lie to inform people about drop bears. You get to surprise your foreign friends with Vegemite (and now, even Vegemite chocolate). You rarely have to cancel holidays because of rain. But one of the crappiest things about being Aussie, is how far Aussie-land is from everywhere else. Add