23/08/23

OK, so my research can, just occasionally, be flawed. We stopped at one of the small oil museums on the way to the big one. So small, it had only roadside parking and no attendant.

Biecz, pronounced Beee-ech, was our next stop en route to the big and proper oil museum. Another large Rynek / square.  The largest in Europe, in relation to the town size.  Biecz had been a major trading route, a lot of wine, apparently!  Consequently there were many impressive buildings.

Whilst up the tower, we also were chatted to by a 9 year old boy, wanting to practice his English … so some random phrases … like my best friend is called …  He is in a class of 9 pupils … Kerstin and both commented on UK and German class sizes of 30+  I read that Poland has the 5th best education in the world.

We expected to arrive at the property oil museum before 3.00, giving us time to see it before it closed at 5 00.  However, there was a mahoosive diversion. We didn’t understand the signs, so had to do a 5 point turn 5km later when the road stopped. Then a loop around.  I was feeling tired, so we parked up in a lay by near the museum until 5.30. J nanny napped, and I dozed off for 10 mins in the chair. No idea what Kerstin did. But I do know I later beat her at crib. One for his knob!

The car park was empty so we got yhe tables and chairs out for dinner. Then we heard a strange noise. We went to investigate in the dark. The nodding donkey we had spotted earlier in the woods was working. Actually drilling for oil. We could certainly smell it!