DON’T GIVE UP HOPE
Feeling low, we check-in to Hotel Marina for the night in the coastal town of Miedzyzdroje, just 30 minutes away. We enjoyed a fish soup on the busy promenade leading to the pier – the center of town – and the main attraction on the beach. Watching the senior tourists wander the pier in the quiet and overcast weather weighted our eyelids and dragged us to a late afternoon nap. We woke up from a deep sleep around dinner time and, after exchanging some cash for the Polish currency, Zloty, we noticed flags teasingly begin to flap. We quickly ditched dinner plans for a quick look at the sea, which not only looked incredible with a few dark clouds pushed apart by piercing rays of sun, but also windy enough to grab at our gear and run through the wide-eyed seniors for a late afternoon windsurf by the Miedzyzdroje Pier, or ‘Molo’ in Polish. Landing a few tricks right next to the Molo turned some heads eating ‘Gofry’ and ‘Lody’ (waffles and ice cream) the most popular snacks on this Baltic Coast. There was nobody else on the water and, even with the sun going down, the temperature at around 13C was warm enough to make it a pleasure to windsurf. With our spirits lifted we wrapped up the first day with some polish delicacies; herring tartar in sour cream and Tyskie, one of Poland’s well-known beers.