|Poland P-P England. Stadion Narodowy.|
|It rained so hard that people turned to blurs|
|Stadion Narodowy from the outside was impressive. It would|
be more impressive inside if the roof shut.
|Oh look, an open roof. That seems sensible|
|More suited to Tom Daley than Wayne Rooney|
|These pitch invaders stage a penalty shoot out to alleviate|
|Cue the Benny Hill music as the invaders aquaplane away from|
the chasing stewards
|Polish fans do their display with it being obvious there will|
be no football today
Lack of football aside, it was a very decent trip. Ryanair flew me into Lodz from where an £8, two hour train to Warsaw was taken. Anywhere you can buy pints for £1.20 or drink flavoured vodka straight is always likely to be a good time and this was no different. The city itself used to be something of a concrete jungle but has shaken off a lot of it's communist past in recent years with western style skyscrapers popping up all over the place. The crown jewel of these tall buildings remains one that was built by the Soviets however in the form of the Palace of Culture and Science - even if the locals don't tend to think so.
|Palace of Science and Culture - a great communist building|
|White Ghosts - the worst drinks in the world|
The three day trip cost just £150 in total for flights, accommodation and food and drink so even though it ultimately proved to be a total waste of time in footballing terms, it was ultimately not a total waste of an obscene amount of money. It could have been had I been hit with a large fine for not having a valid metro ticket on the way to Warsaw Central Station for the journey back to Lodz, but when the ticket guard realised I was English he kindly let me off due to the football debacle, even offering his appologise on behalf of Poland. Perhaps he knew Mr Spencer? But thank God for him. And most importantly, one last time - thank God for Ryanair.