We all got up very early today and went for a drive in Opa’s car, he drove this time instead of Mama. When we got out we had to walk passed all these people in uniforms who checked things from the big people so that we could walk over a bridge to this place with lots of market stalls where all the people didn’t speak either English or German. I think I heard someone say it was something called Polish.

I quite liked it there because Mama and Papa bought me lots of toys and clothes which apparently were a lot cheaper than on the other side of the bridge. Note to self, must read up more about comparative economics.