Big Frank saw the snow coming and headed east. Train, train, ("it takes a lot to laugh - it takes a train to cry") - what does that mean? He stayed ahead of the snow, for now. He was on the Berlin - Warszawa Express, a six hour jaunt. He arrived in Warsaw on time and descended onto the platform and then (thinking like he was in an airport) he headed for the main terminal. Meanwhile on the other side of the platform, waiting for him, was his son, Konrad. After much consternation on both sides they eventually met up and headed back to Konrad's for an atypical Polish evening meal: tacos!
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