little things and a big church

The only things that happened to day were noteworthy only to me.  I headed to class today and on my way I was looking at a dude and he looked up.  Before I could look away, he started to smile.  And I found him atteactive, so I began to smile back.  Both of our smiles turned devious, and he said something to me as I passed him, but I didn't speak whatever language he said it in.  I don't even know if it was polish.  It was remarkable to me, because I was just in a grey sweatshirt with my hood up and my hair back in a ponytail. No makeup.  I've never been looked at like THAT before.   And he was watching me.  I know, because when I looked back, he was still looking.

That was a great moment.

Later in the day (because class had been cancelled) I returned to the square to meet a new friend, and while I was there I got accosted by an old man who kept putting his fingers next to his mouth like he wanted food and asking me over and over for something in polish.  I kept saying "Nye.  Nye Polska.  Nye. I have nothing for you.  Engielsku. I have nothing. Nye." And shaking my head no over and over and after about 3-5 minutes he finally walked off in a huff like I had given him attitude.

The same thing happened yesterday on the way home from the mall when I got lost and finally found my way back to the market place and some old men were asking me to buy them cigarettes.  And I mean then I used not speaking polish as an excuse.  But fucking damn.  Take no as an answer.

After that when my new friend never showed (she mixed up the time and showed up early) I went to walk home and a guy greeted me and shook my hand a bunch and asked me where I was from and he would repeat things so I don't think he was mentally all there, but when i left like "okay it was nice to meet you, bye." he went "okay it was nice to meet you too, goodbye, my girlfriend." And went to shake my hand again.  I had to draw back and say "no. Not your girlfriend."

I don't know what to do with that.  I mean, not that you guys care, but it fucking frustrates me that I wasn't even making eye contant with any of the guys that came up to me, seriously, and that the old men wouldn't take no for an answer.  The younger dude who shook my hand immediately went "okay" when I said I wasn't his girlfriend, but the older men fucking wouldn't back off.

My friends tell me I look too friendly and that I should try to look more like frida khalo.  Grow a unibrow and a mustache.  So here's a pictures of me trying to do that, and also a few of a gorgeous church I went to on the first tour.

Is it there yet?

this is actually fucking cool.  There are these little guys everywhere.  Apparently they are for the blind, so the blind can experience the monuments and whatnot innandifferent way. 

Idk what the fuck blogger did to add these so weirdly, but at least they're all pretty.  My last one is the monastery ceiling.  It was really cool in this simplistic way, and for some reason it really struck me.  Oh and also a pew.  Probably because of the craftsmanship.  amazing.

i seriously saw a real monk in a brown habit. For real real. Not for play play.