I walked to the POLIN museum of the History of Polish Jews. It was a Thursday, and I got free admission. On the way there I dropped by another Carrefour and got another vanilla milk, again, because apparently I drink loads of vanilla milk and other odd things I don't get to drink elsewhere when I'm in Europe.
The POLIN museum was a rather minimalist, Brutalesque building that was cold and granite and grey and sharp edged. I wasn't surprised when I later found out that it was designed by Finnish architects, as it reminded me of Helsinki. And endless blue skies.
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