A Hippie in Poland, a Tale

  My boy and I went to Poland this past summer to visit my family and to drink alcohol while it's still a novelty (I'm turning 21 next week!!) and generally be white Americans with enough money to stomp around the old country. He liked it a lot, but wished there was more hippies. Taking someone with me made me examine more the way culture shapes our lives. I surround myself with lots of talk of sustainability and Earth love and capitalism has been nothing but good (...) for Poland, so it was very different, and I was told by my extremely smart cousin that peak oil theory was insane.
I took some pictures, too.

 The Hippie, in a Greatful Dead sweater made by The Family, no less

The last picture is of me, flower by me but me by the boy.