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The interview went perfectly (except for some STATIC in the midpoint of the phone call), and reinforced my belief that the middle interview I had went poorly for two reasons:

1. They and I are not a good fit.

2. They aren’t good interviewers. Or, I was still recovering from sickness. For the benefit of the doubt, I’ll hug the latter.

The problem? I’m so excited about going there, that I’m going to be really bummed if/when I don’t make the cut to the next level (after that, well, I’d feel bad, but at least I’d’ve been in the running). Interviewing is so hard, especially now in this case where I think they are/must be going to MLA to interview as well, and so have to keep in mind my interview through the days of interviews they’ll have scheduled. Of course, that could be an advantage, nie?

Still, they have me hooked, if they want me. I gave a good interview, I think, but that’s impossible to tell. All I can say is that I feel really good about the interview. There questions made sense, and I think my answers did as well. With interview #2, both were in the negatory.

The only drawback is that I was so excited I may have talked too much. Blah.

Soon I’m going to meet up with Dag and Mik and Mik’s sister, watch a movie, then probably go eat sushi. So, yes, I’ll be able to tell you what Polish sushi is like

(HINT: Raw pierogi)

It’s good to have some connections here, even if most of my time (especially the past week) is spent holed up in clubs, cafés, or in my apartment, reading, writing, and arithmetic.

Last night I had a great time hanging out with Mik and Dad and Mik’s sister Paulina (who lives in England… the English language must run in his family). We watched The Golden Compass in a version dubbed in Polish (and I understood more, I think, because I’ve read the books, though that was seven years ago). I think I’ll like the movie once I watch it in English.

Afterwards, we trekked through the cold to find a restaurant that wasn’t full up on Friday evening and ended up in a Georgian restaurant (hint: not the state) that has become a chain in recent years and, according to Mik, changed their recipes and their famous Georgian cheese. My meal was decent… a large puffed pastry laid out with chicken, melted cheese, and various spices, along with a cabbage salad. But the hot spiced wine we ordered, albeit tasty, seemed straight from a bottle, and the other meals received weren’t spectacular.

It seems that a lot of the restaurants that have become popular have also developed their own limited chains in the old town (and, I assume, Kraków as a whole). Luckily, American chains haven’t been able to make the same inroads. But is a homegrown chain better than an international one? I would say so, if only because the local one is more likely to have food from the surrounding area, so there’s still some experience of culture that’s impossible if one’s eating McDonald’s in every country one visits.









This is the new background for my computer. See, I find ways to take my coffee houses with me. Also, I like this since it makes my journal look much more interesting than it really is.

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