It was a blustery day. I was awakened at 3 am by howling winds, rain horizontal on the bedroom window. By dawn the rain had ceased, but it continued windy. Eddie and I set off for a walk to the airport, the plan was to catch a suburban train back to Jeziorki.
Above: Across the tracks in Dawidy, the fields were still sodden, although the past week had seen relatively low precipitation.
Above: Back road to Okęcie. In the distance, the new bridge linking Ursynów to the airport. This is where we expect the extension of ul. Wirażowa to run eventually. A shame; I like this broad, birch-lined mud track. It continued blustery; planes coming into land were pitching and rolling.
We got to Okęcie and popped into the Terminal 1 Arrivals restaurant; Eddie had a pizza and a coke, I had an orange juice as there was nothing meat or dairy free. Onwards to the rooftop viewing terrace, which I read will soon be closed to the public. Maybe our last 'dad-and-lad' visit to one of Eddie's favourite places in town. The wind howled.
Above: A LOT Boeing 737 (bottom left) touches down on Runway 33.
On our walk, we came across only one tree on which new leaves were visibly beginning to bud. This is the gloomiest time of year. I doubt if winter will return; if so, nothing more than a light dusting of snow and a day or two or frost. This is the
przednówek, the time before the renewal. It drags. February is dreary.
Above: the skyline as seen from platform of W-wa Okęcie station. Still an hour and a quarter before sunset. Okęcie station is a bit of a misnomer; it's well over a kilometre from the nearest terminal building and (as yet) there's no bus route between the two.
It was a blustery day. I was awakened at 3 am by howling winds, rain horizontal on the bedroom window. By dawn the rain had ceased, but it continued windy. Eddie and I set off for a walk to the airport, the plan was to catch a suburban train back to Jeziorki. Above: Across the tracks in Dawidy, the fields were still sodden, although the past week had seen relatively low precipitation.
Above: Back road to Okęcie. In the distance, the new bridge linking Ursynów to the airport. This is where we expect the extension of ul. Wirażowa to run eventually. A shame; I like this broad, birch-lined mud track. It continued blustery; planes coming into land were pitching and rolling.
We got to Okęcie and popped into the Terminal 1 Arrivals restaurant; Eddie had a pizza and a coke, I had an orange juice as there was nothing meat or dairy free. Onwards to the rooftop viewing terrace, which I read will soon be closed to the public. Maybe our last 'dad-and-lad' visit to one of Eddie's favourite places in town. The wind howled. Above: A LOT Boeing 737 (bottom left) touches down on Runway 33.
On our walk, we came across only one tree on which new leaves were visibly beginning to bud. This is the gloomiest time of year. I doubt if winter will return; if so, nothing more than a light dusting of snow and a day or two or frost. This is the przednówek, the time before the renewal. It drags. February is dreary. Above: the skyline as seen from platform of W-wa Okęcie station. Still an hour and a quarter before sunset. Okęcie station is a bit of a misnomer; it's well over a kilometre from the nearest terminal building and (as yet) there's no bus route between the two.
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