Platform 5 The fifth platform out there have heard of the story. Yes, the legendary platform in Kat

A few words about Turkey, the Turkish economy, tourism, sports and prospects ... Türkiye'nin dispute ekonomisi, geleceği've türk turizmi icm hakkında Haberler (LEHC). But not only in Turkey-Slovakia and finally arrived in Budapest ...
Bohumína in the station hall was empty. Silence and emptiness complete. And yet these people got out with me, someone bought a ticket, and then they all died suddenly somewhere. First scene of the theater of the absurd was played in SNACK BAR. Railway station in Bohumin. It was already well past midnight, wondering what you can find there, and it is not a question devoid of fear. At this time it is probably one of the few places in town where you can sit and something to drink. Actually, only beer and stronger drinks. All non-alcoholic expensive than a pint of Radegast. There is space somewhere in the corner, not only gained by Upite head uwalone on all the other tables. icm Picture how the battle. Hospitality sales department wrote quite nicely, pour in the head zapite more breweries. For a moment zagapienia and anyone can somewhat sober. Do you quickly realize that you are here only sober, because a bartender or something every now and then poured himself. I think I would not go crazy. Some homeless pales in trying to talk down, then out and back in a moment. And so it goes, somewhere comes, comes, he wants something from you. Until finally you with a huge beer belly kicks him out of the bar. These drunken head but do not sleep, try to communicate with other drunken heads. And the Russians. Of course icm the loudest. They stood at the bar move among topics icm occupation of a Pole. The second of the Russians played with a stun gun, which briefly attracted the attention of drunken heads. The only impulse icm I reached them. The snack bar was still on the way back. Another bartender, less cigarette smoke, less zapitych heads, a few sober. And the white, starched tablecloths. Trailer of the new year.
The Bohumín. Chopin arrived in Vienna with a slight delay, in addition to free heating in several cars. Free space is not a simple matter, and finally succeeds. Time to hook up to Katowice will not be calm. Not only by the incoming cold air. The range of a walk to the Russians. Yes, the same as in Bohumin playing with a stun gun and the one-armed bandit, you what each Radegast refuted another icm historical era. If you recall some stereotypes, our record icm on the Russians not perfect. The whole car was full of them. I mean two. You can not smoke in the compartment? Well, you can always open the window, never mind that the emergency exit. We stopped them at the last minute. Questions about the ability to drink now but it was not. Bag full of breweries and becherovka. For the Russians, no one cold. But do not you drink? Why, it's in my head does not fit. Our Russians apparently afford all come from somewhere in Lithuania, doing business in the Czech Republic, Prague went wrong somewhere in the car so I came back by train. icm What luck ... My współpasażerka slightly tilted cup. No a drink with podpitym icm Russian is almost like marry him married. At least this is so understood. The problem there was another, namely beauty icm K. And lucky for her that she was not sitting at the half-open window. Rusek brazen probably wcisnąłby his victim in the window slot and the poor woman would leave the wagon ... K. bravely resisted Russian aggression, the prize went to a life insurance policy - the number of our rich. Our Rusek was like amok, drunk alcohol, and probably the possibility of talking to K. It is rather to speak to her and pushing further proposals.
Platform 5 The fifth platform out there have heard of the story. Yes, the legendary platform in Katowice that someone invented to reduce traffic on the renovated station. Another thing that benefited from an additional platform before it was completed. You're lucky when you can get a last three minutes of work window. The whole mass of people behind you much annoyed. It's five in the morning, some already very tired of traveling, someone out there in a hurry, some dramatic scenes. Opening hours of the box supposedly written somewhere, but where exactly has not noticed. Before closing the lady she could still give us some clues. Well, not sugerujmy the distribution, our train platform podjedzie the fifth. And the fun begins. You stated that the road apparently somewhat complicated that somewhere else. Even small zakupki the concourse shop and a few tips to protect you. That was 15 minutes, that you depnąć Not bad ... And so begins a race against time, traveling underground icm passage to the end, out of the tunnel on the way. Then pass by the taxi-here well received confirmation of the correctness of our path-further down the road, crossing the intersection. Any little arrow icon indicating icm the direction of the hapless platform. Somebody starts to dramatize, wants somewhere to break through a fence. We're following icm the instructions taxi driver, the white building turn left and we are at home, is on the platform. "Dlac