Lezajsk
8/18-19/2012: (home to Fran's mother's father's parents) Rzecow & Lezajsk -- Crossing the border
took a couple of hours – first to exit from Ukraine and then to enter Poland
(an EU contry, and don’t you forget it). Lots of smuggling of liquor & cigarettes –
so one of the steps is to look in all the containers and crevices. We said we had no cigs/liquor to declare –
that got all our bags opened & inspected.
Water in Poland mostly safe
to drink, unlike Ukraine. Roads are
graded to 1st world standards. Towns much more spruced-up. V. suburban look to the countryside – each house
in its little yard, surrounded by decorative gardens. Many families bicycling on Sunday, or pushing
strollers with fat, immaculate babies.
Picked A & L up at the
Reczow airport. They looked particularly
enourmous. We went to airport café for
lunch – L ordered a sandwich; A ordered pierogies (sprinkled with pork). L sneaked one of A’s pierogies & A speared
L’s sandwich with his fork, holding it hostage.
A declared that the Polish
eagle on the zloty looked like a startled chic ken; now, of course I think of
what he said every time I see one.
V hot day & I quickly
goty thirsty (lunch was salty and I hadn’t brought along a big enough bottle). Steve gave a (good) summary of the
significance of the Rzecow Reisners to his grandparents’family. Alex did a short talk. We walked around in search of various
addresses (none of which we found – we didn’t find any open stores to buy
water, but the town square was lined with cafes). After we saw the old synagogues and what was
left of the old cemetery, a plaque on a bolder commemorated the former cemetery.
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