I chose the one on the right
- because it was called a "Comfort Bus".
And the Polish people are known for truth in advertising.
Plus, I wanted to pretend this was a good sign:
Now as a rule, checking
under the hood of the bus is not a great omen for a safe,
comfortable
ride. But at least they seemed to care enough to look!
And while they spent time checking under the hood, I forced Matt to
take one of the dumbest pictures of me of all time:
The store across from the
bus station was called "finger". And look, I'm pretending I lost a
finger! Comedy gold, I tell you! This is one of the many reasons the
Polish People love me. Missing a digit always provides huge laughs for
the masses.
Anyway, we eventually hopped on the bus and arrived in Wadowice.
So this is the house where John Paul II was born and raised:
He was actually born in this
house (not in a hospital). And he lived
here for 18
years.
The house is now a museum of some of the most memorable - and coolest
stuff - in his life. From baptismal certificate and report cards to ski
jacket and...towels and slippers!
How cool is that? The
papal crest on your bath towels!
And just outside of his
home, like literally 6 feet away, was his parish church. Pretty
significant sign of the things to come, huh?
It's just your average church, with oh, the baptismal font where he was
baptized!
Of course, most of us don't
have portraits of ourselves hanging in the church where we were
baptized...
And one last thing before
leaving Wadowice: During one of his visits as pope, he commented on how
- as a kid - he used to love eating these cream cakes (kremovka's) from
a bakery
down the street.
Well, you'll never get a better endorsement for your product than from
the Pope! So of course I had to try one.
The Holy Father is correct
in all things regarding faith and morals. And he was correct on how
tasty these cakes were, too!
So next time you're in
Wadowice, make sure to pick one up. (Ok, I know my endorsement pales in
comparison. But I put a good plug in, nonetheless.)
