Poland
The next day was a travel day. We flew from Vilnius to Warsaw on the Polish National airline. I'm not sure of the age of our plane, but I do know that the seat cushions had reached their best before date. They were like those old, saggy couches where everyone slides toward the centre. Luckily, there were only two seats on each side of the aisle, so Barry and I were very cosy as we slid toward each other. Our captain announced that the weather was fine in Warsaw, although we should be prepared for a bit of turbulence, but not to worry, as we all had seatbelts provided free of charge. However, there was no turbulence and so we arrived quite early. We had a few extra turns around the airport as we waited for a landing strip. Once on the ground, we had another wait. Our captain informed us that they had called for the ground crew to bring the stairs and baggage carts, but there is quite a staff shortage. He advised us if we were considering a career in aviation that working at the