Yay! A Polish August! Before with my grandparents here, then a week in Warsaw. It 'been nice to be together - father, mother, grandparents, Italian and Polish grandparents - here in Italy. Every day, every minute that passes between us is something to talk about and relive. Grandparents Ala and Wojtek have wanted to make a stopover in Rome and not to Forli which was more comfortable, because they did not want my dad went to pick them up by car. Then they took the train that is not actually very calm. Once there, I have done so many festivals that are still disorientated! We were in the pool and a day at La Verna for a visit to the Shrine and to keep cool. Then they left on 14 but the gap between us was very short: I was the day after, my mother and father went to take the plane to Forlì and in a couple of hours we arrived in Warsaw, where a take were his grandfather and aunt Bob. In Poland I was pleasantly assaulted by all the relatives who were fighting to keep me a little! Pity then that the week has flown away in a flash! And now off to the train of my photos!
