In case you're wondering about the title of this blog, and you should, there is a little story behind it.
At a welcome party at No Name Club I met a cool girl named Regan from North Carolina who studied here last semester. In our first conversation in between Mad Dog shots (rasberry syrup, Tobasco, vodka, 5 zlotych or <$2, their cheapest shot), we discussed the difficulties of getting settled in Poland and the constant frusterations inherent in every small task that make this place so much fun. An excerpt went roughly like this:
"So you must have something you always say when you get frusterated and just want to give up while at the post office or shopping," I asked.
"Yeah, I often find myself saying 'Dammit Poland'." She replied.
"Oh really, how do you say it in Polish?"
"No I just say in English, Dammit Poland!"
"haha that's good. I think I'm going to get a lot of use out of that."
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