Random Scrap:
Two months later we were back at the same spot as a year earlier. This time the atmosphere was much more relaxed. It helped that I was going to fly back with Akira. He came over to visit me in the middle of the summer. We traveled a bit and I got to introduce him to my favourite places. Before the trip he died his hair to blond. Leszno had not seen a lot of Japanese in its history, especially blond ones, so he got quite a bit of attention - something he seemed to enjoy a lot. He brought some gifts and everyone in my family loved him. Aware now of some cultural differences, I told Grandma Maria not to hug him too fondly and maybe eleminate kissing him in cheeks from the greeting (advice she completely ignored). Granda Bronek kept speaking Polish to Akira but much slower as if that somehow made him easier to understand. "I'm glad you have a companion this time", Mom said when we were saying our good-byes. Without the stress on not knowing what was ahead I had enjoyed the carelessness of the summer and I was actually really sad to be leaving.