Easter in Poland

Hi there, here are some photos from the last few days. I was cycling around, trying to burn off the kilos of chocolate I’d put away, the weather was awful (very Irish actually and if the end result is a little dank, well, that’s just the way it turned out.

I do apologize for the last photo, but in keeping with the theme, I had to put it in.



You see ‘1945’ here a lot. Anyone know the meaning? Something to do with the local football club being established? Notice how the ‘4’ has a Nazi-influenced ‘SS’ shape.



Easter in the south-western Silesia region of Poland is all about food, the cooking, the baking, the preparation. The traditional Easter Sunday breakfast is a smörgåsbord of salads, cooked meats, cheeses, painted eggs and caramel and chocolate tarts. This photo was taken in a friend’s house on Easter Saturday.



This Easter lamb is a mixture between a sponge cake and dry bread. It was made by my sister-in-law, the very talented Dorota. You can cover them in chocolate (ba-ba black sheep), but most of them end up uneaten as they keep for up to three weeks.


I don’t really know what to say about this, except it’s near our house.



This is from outside my in-law’s house. We always have nice Easter celebrations here and eat ourselves into a food coma.



I was cycling with my daughters and we saw this. It’s Animal from the Muppets. Or, if you rearrange the letters, you get ‘Malina’, the name of my second girl, which means ‘Raspberry’ in Polish.


With over 5000 road deaths each year, there could be a reason why this driving school is called Rino.


This is a typical view of Poland. This line of sheds/garages are off a main street about two minutes from Gliwice city center. There are some really beautiful German built buildings here (Gliwice was once part of Germany), and some of them are on the street near where this was taken.


The only things is, these once beautiful buildings (this one is a hundred years old) have been allowed to fall into severe disrepair. Lombard is a pawn shop, of which there are many in Poland.


They look like they’re falling to pieces, and they are, and then when you get up close to them, you see that they’re inhabited, often by families with kids.



On Easter Monday, I went on a cycle with my father-in-law and we chanced upon this very rare (even by Silesian standards) festival. About sixty men and women on horseback come from the church and go up the street, on their way to farms and homesteads where they bless the crops.


The same festival. Note the typical red-bricked Silesian style house in the background.


Procesja konna Ostropa – The procession of horses in the village of Ostropa.



That was one unlucky Easter bunny.

Hope yours was better than his.



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