Krakow - Werl

Everything went according to schedule. Got up at 07:00, packed, popped some painkillers, ate breakfast, caught the bus.

In contrast to Greece, I had to go through passport control at the airport. I nervously eyed the sniffer dogs in the departure hall, as I was smuggling my Arool (5 month old Mongolian fermented camel cheese) across it´s 21st border, and also had some oscypki (Polish mountain sheep cheese) which were of dubious legality.

The plane ride sucked. The woman next to me couldn´t understand why she needed to put her hand luggage under her seat or in the overhead comparment. She couldn´t speak English or German, so I had to translate. The fact that the air hostess was a rude bitch and couldn´t understand that this woman couldn´t understand English or German didn´t help.

My aunt´s friend Genia picked me up from Dortmund airport. Soon enough I was in Werl. As my aunt is studying for a tooth implant exam, I spent the evening watching dental surgery videos. Really cool - they drill about 2 cm into the jawbone, then put a screw into the hole. All under local anaesthetic.