Went to Poland. Saw Max and Kasia get married. Danced all night. Witnessed extreme vodka drinking. Reconnected with old friends. Made new ones. Drove through beautiful countryside in a tiny car. Remembered how much I love stick shift. Ate pierogies. Met an adorable puppy. Learned how to say "thank you" in the native tongue. Learned no other Polish words. Didn't get lost...that much. Saw castles and cathedrals in Krakow and Prague. Found a fire-breathing dragon. Took ice cream breaks and pictures and had very few stressful moments. Relaxed in bustling historical squares over coffee. Slept in palaces and former communist holding cells. Watched our child charm countless strangers. And more stories to come.