Dead Winter
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Well how 'bout that? I'm 50% Polish, as my mother is from that country, born and raised. All my family is over there (don't give a shit about that though), but I have NEVER visted. I think I might have to get a plane ticket over there (never even flown on an airplane!) and experience the great things I have heard. The super-catholic/conservative atmosphere might be a negative, but I guess it is give-and-take. Hot Polish girls, traditional towns, and perogies?! Sounds like win.
Can someone explain why they like Americans? Seems bizare
The Polish tend to be fond of Americans simply because they have long memories. It sounds a bit nationalistic and chest-beating on my part, but it's the truth. I don't know for sure but I'd suspect they're like that with much of the western world. They also love the fact that we drop tons of money everywhere we go...that's probably just as big of a reason why they like us.
Living in Poland as an American would be starkly different from living there as a Pole, as I've been told by my Polish friends there. I went just as they were about to enter the EU so I'm sure things have improved much since then...that was in 2004.
There was a big mafia presence when I was there with all the strip clubs, gambling parlors, etc. It's not out of the woods just yet. The cities are quite modern and nice, and the people are quite friendly. However, venturing outside the metropolitan cities you can still see serious poverty in places, but that's everywhere.
Go see for yourself. You'll enjoy it regardless. Culturally speaking, it's extremely rich and interesting. I've never lived there but was only there for a few weeks, so I'm just giving you my brief impression.
EDIT: One more thing: the people there are a very strong people both physically and mentally. Don't fuck with them. I'm sitting in a pub late at night with friends and one of the drunk locals sees I'm American and wants to speak with me and ask questions. He was a young guy, probably about my age at the time. I'm a pretty big guy and pretty strong, and after we talked for a bit or tried to communicate rather, I told him I had to leave and go back to my hotel. He didn't want me to leave and wanted to still ask questions and talk to me, and when I got up off of my stool to leave, he grabbed me by the arms and lifted me up and put me back on the stool. I let him finish his conversation.
He wasn't hostile or anything, they just have really strong characters.
The vodka is fucking amazing there, too.