Warsaw was just a stopping point for us on the way to Krakow. As such, I only had a few hours to explore Poland’s most populous city.
Warsaw, Poland Photo Essay
It was a cold late-October morning that I wandered around Warsaw. While the morning started with sunlight and only scattered clouds, those clouds became more ominous and the sky darker as the morning went on. Rain was approaching.
I thought about putting a black and white filter on all the photographs below because the city felt a little depressing…the biting cold, but also the silence. Most great cities bustle with noise, but the great city of Warsaw was very quiet on this Saturday morning. The juxtaposition was particularly stark to Krakow, which I would drive to later that day.
Like in Moscow, some roads are crossed underground with shops lining the passage. Here, most shops were closed (as in empty, not just closed for the weekend).
Even the Metro station was quiet.
The point of my walk was to visit the Palace of Culture, that iconic skyscraper in the heart of the city with Soviet Realism (it resembles the “Seven Sisters” in Moscow). It was a gift to Poland from Josef Stalin.
It’s a beautiful building and I enjoyed looking at all the Soviet-era cars parked outside and walking through the ornate lobby inside.
Warsaw has a graffiti problem. It’s hardly unique in that respect, but it always strikes me as odd that so many European cities choose to leave up graffiti instead of painting it over. This wasn’t Banksy quality.
See, the point of our journey was to go to Krakow, not Warsaw, so I must leave the Polish capital city on my list of places to return to. 24 hours is not enough to explore the nooks and crannies of this great city and I don’t claim to have “explored” the city…just took a long walk through part of the city.
I’d welcome your thoughts on what I should see next time, though.