We have a permanent route on weekends especially this Majówka “weekend” which lasts 9 days (Polish math ;). It goes something like this: bakery-play ground-play ground-bakery-Babcia. On our way between the bakery and the play ground (and before Babcia’s) there is the “big church”, one of 3 churches in our small town. It really is a lovely church. It was completely re-done outside a few years ago and now the inside is freshly renovated as well. You’d never know it though unless you went to services because they lock it up immediately after mass. I mean, so fast that someone could locked in…like American ladies trying to take some photographs, but whatever.
So, I wasn’t able to capture any images from inside the church, but I did get a snapshot of this poster just inside the vestibule. It kind of reminds why I don’t go to church.
I hope they are not ranked in order of dangerousness – or dangerosity as one of my students says. I mean unicorns before swastikas? Really?