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Sknery R Us

Posted by Anna Ikeda

I am what you might call “dusigrosz” or “sknera” in Polish. In other words, I’m cheap, as in “I’m a cheapskate.”

I travel on a budget, drive an old car (but I keep it running perfectly) and I don’t like to spend money on things I don’t need. If there are things I do need and I have to buy them, I tend to buy the high quality stuff, because it will last and I won’t need to replace it for a long while.

Even though I consider myself a tightwad, I don’t mind spending money on food. Because eating right keeps you healthy and being healthy saves you money in the long run.

So that’s my odd “sknera” philosophy. I save where I can but within reason.

I stuck to my budget principles when coming to Warszawa this weekend. PKP (Polish Railways) had a weekend deal to Warszawa - almost 50% off. And that’s on InterCity, which is, supposedly, the fast train. Which had a 30-minute delay by the time we got to the capital.

In Warszawa I chose to stay at Hostel Kanonia. It’s a lovely hostel located just a short walking distance from Zamek Królewski (the Royal Castle). And because I’m a cheapskate who likes her privacy, I decided to book prywatny pokój z łazienką (a private room with a bathroom). That room turned out to be a massive attic-like space on the top floor. It was spotless. The bathroom was squeaky-clean, too. The hostel kitchen, where I’m sitting right now, has wireless internet access. And the whole thing set me back all of 140PLN. But a bed in a dorm room can be had for as little as 50PLN.

I’ll definitely be staying here again.

And this was the view from my room.

  • oszczędzać (pieniądze) – to save (money)
  • skąpić (czegoś) – to skimp (on sth)
  • sknera (noun, masc. pl. sknery) – tightwad, cheapskate
  • dusigrosz (noun, masc. pl. dusigrosze) – literally: one who squeezes every penny (grosz), so – a penny pincher
  • skąpiec (noun, masc. pl. skąpcy) – scrooge
 

You like Warsaw? Thank an Italian!

Posted by Anna Ikeda

Bellotto Canaletto Painting of Warsaw, PolandBernardo was not a happy guy. His life stunk, but then again, so did the lives of all the other court painters in his days. Kissing up to the local princelings to get a new contract every few years wasn’t exactly all fun and games. And then, there was his uncle - Canaletto – also an artist. More famous. More esteemed. And more in demand.

Bernardo started to sign his paintings with the uncle’s name, and finally saw his career move forward. And “Bernardo Bellotto Canaletto” sounded so more artistic and refined, anyway. So much in fact, that it caught the eye of that crazy empress in Russia, who invited him to come over.

The way from Dresden to St. Petersburg led through Poland. Bernardo stopped by in Warsaw and met with the local king. That king, Stanisław II August Poniatowski was a total loser when it came to politics, and couldn’t care less that Poland was about to be partitioned among her neighbors, but he did love art, fine music, and theater. And he was known for supporting starving Italian artists, like that other fellow – Bacciarelli.

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