Polish Pottery, good.

What a good time! It took 3 hours for us to arrive at the destination, but I was amazed. It reminded me of the scrapbooking mecca of Utah, only instead of paper: pottery. We went to 17+ stores and scoured the shelves for that special piece of pottery. There's quite a process to this whole thing. There are many many patterns to choose from, but they all have the same general color palatte. So, mix or match, that is the question. I've decided to mix, but if you want to match, prepare for a true hunt as each store will not carry all of the pieces of a "set". On top of that, each piece also has a quality rating of 1-4, 1 having no imperfections. This pottery is just amazing in that it is all handpainted and extremely detailed; deep blues and greens seem to be the trademark color of the area.

So, we left at 6 am and didn't get home until 10:00 that night! (We were supposed to return at 7:00--oops). Lydia survived her day without me, but I'm not sure Brandon would've lasted much longer. After the sitter left, he had to feed Lydia, bathe her and put her to bed before the Czech language tutor arrived at 7:30. Needless to say, he wasn't too excited when I called him at 7 to tell him we were just leaving Poland. Lydia battled him at bedtime and he finally had to tell the tutor to go home. I don't think he'll grant me release for another pottery trip anytime real soon, but I've heard they may plan another one in the fall. Shhh... don't tell Brandon!