Sunday, 30 August 2026

Exurbs rather than suburbs?

The school year is drawing near and once the school holidays are over, roads will become busier. For those commuting to work by public transport within boundaries of Warsaw, little will change in terms of time spent on reaching the office (counting out dropping children to school, if applicable), but those who have chosen, or for financial reasons were forced to take up residency in the suburbs, will have it a bit more uphill.

Over the last three months I took three forays by bike south of Warsaw to sightsee the accursed suburbia where I would not wish to reside. The photos were taken during three bike trips, on 17 June 2026 (Jeziorki, Nowa Wola, Zamienie), 11 August 2026 (Julianów, Józefosław) and 25 August 2025 (Dawidy, Falenty, Janczewice, Podolszyn).

Jeziorki remains within the boundaries of Warsaw, yet its residents must rely on buses, railway or private motoring to reach business districts of Warsaw. On the snap, a single block of flats, built in the middle of a field in Jeziorki, close to Biedronka discount shop and in immediate vicinity of the railway station. Of note on this site a huge state-built Mieszkanie Plus housing estate was meant to be built, but the PiS government housing agenda fizzled out.

Nowa Wola, south of Jeziorki, two decades ago was a village with some older houses and arable fields. The development on the photo appeared over the last decade. Fortunately, accompanied by some shops, bakeries and even a pharmacy. Getting out of here during rush hour looms as a nightmare, but with a train station within walking distance, at least locals are not fully dependent on their motor vehicles.

To the right, Nowa Wola snapped from its western edge, maybe already from Zgorzała. Rows of same houses in the distance and fields which await giving way to next estates.

S7 expressway, as snapped from a viaduct above it between Zgorzała and Zamienie. Don't be deluded by the proximity of a fast-traffic road. It also gets congested and has traffic jams on all its ends and feeder roads on the suburbs.

Zamienie's infrastructure is slowly catching up with the number of residents occupying the village. Locals have a retail park, with a discount shop, some other retail outposts and a kebab hut, being a crucial hangout for some youngsters.

The centre of Zamienie is a spot I once documented in April 2022. Back then I griped about lack of underground garages. If you don't park vehicles beneath buildings, surrounding areas are paved over, instead of being green leisure terrains for residents.

Switching to snaps from the second trip, to Julianów. This is ul. Przyrodnicza, but could be any other street. Same relatively new semi-detached houses up to the horizon.

The next photo shows the essence of Julianów. I took it from behind a fence surrounding one of many estates of terraced houses, whose rows are several hundred metres long. All up to the forest, behind which commuting is far easier.

The holiday period was used by local authorities to modernise major roads in the village. Its effects will not accelerate movement of passenger cars, but hopefully will improve comfort and safety of pedestrians and cyclists.

In the adjacent Józefosław, the most populous village in Poland, with 14,000 inhabitants and water supply infrastructure insufficient to serve them. Each street looks the same, each street is nearly empty. The suburb lacks signs of life I see in Ursynów, which is anything, but a central district.

I could take several shots of Józefosław or Julianów, but only aerial photos will show you what those suburbs look like. When I first saw it, I had to verify the picture had not been AI-created. Sadly, this is real. Photo by Szymon Starnawski.

The dreadful rows of identical houses, with no shops, no life-enhancing infrastructure, no schools, nor nurseries and no decent public transport, coercing dwellers to rely on cars. Absolutely horrid! Photo by Szymon Starnawski. 

Moving over to snaps from the third trip. The retail park (do not confuse for a shopping mall) appears to have become a focal point for locals who no longer need to drive to Janki to do the shopping. Very few people come there on foot or by bike, so the car park is chock full of motor vehicles.

The road linking Łady and Falenty Nowe has been modernised, widened and a broad pavement for pedestrians and cyclists has been built parallel to it, commendably. Yet, this piece of infrastructure remains in the middle of nowhere.

In the entire Falenty Nowe you will find one small grocery store and one recently put up bakery hut. Reliance on cars is even heavier as the village lacks pavements. Despite this, hundreds of terraced houses were erected here over the last decade, as pricing of local housing remains competitive (and reflects all drawbacks of living here).

The monstrous estate to the right lies in Janczewice. The developer squeezed so many tiny terraced houses on one plot of land that too little space was left for garages or drives, hence it built a multi-storey car park for residents. Sheer ugliness does not beckon.

In Podolszyn, I ran across one of the longest osiedle łanowe in Poland. The row of identical semi-detached houses stretches some one kilometre into the horizon. This means dwellers of houses on its end need to walk or ride or drive more than a kilometre to start their actual journeys. Note a roadside chapel to the right.

Heading home through Dawidy Bankowe. Proper infrastructure for cyclists is in place, snap taken one hour before the sunset. Not a human in sight, the suburb is sleepy. Only the sun gloriously illuminates the wheat or whatever it is (I refuse to ask AI). Glad in twenty minutes I will be back in Ursynów.

Sunday, 23 August 2026

Coach crash

My first ever foray abroad was a school trip in April 2001. We visited Luxembourg, Paris, nearby Disneyland, Nurnberg and Prague, all within 6 days. We went there by coach. To save on accommodations, we spent 3 out of 6 nights in the coach.

In 2005, I travelled by coach on my own to my friend's family in western Germany. The very journey lasted 19 hours (one way), but the return ticket set me back mere PLN 287. Such was the way most people travelled to western Europe in early post-EU-accession times. Poles were taking 30-hou- long trips to Victoria station in London, sometime before the advent of low-cost airlines.

Now let's look at most tragic bus crashes in the twenty-first century:
1 July 2002, Hungary, coach carrying pilgrims, 19 fatalities, 32 injured,
22 July 2007, France, coach carrying pilgrims, 26 fatalities, 24 injured,
26 September 2010, Germany, coach on a regular route, 14 fatalities, 47 injured,
19 July 2014, Germany, trip coach, 11 fatalities, 69 injured,
6 August 2022, Croatia, coach carrying pilgrims, 12 fatalities, 32 injured.

When I heard of the Polish coach accident in Germany last Sunday, my first thought was: "those must have been pilgrims". A lot has changed over the last decade. Travelling by planes has become more affordable, private motoring has become more prevalent, long-distance trains are getting more popular. The very latter, given environmental impact of various forms of travelling, needs to be developed. 

Today nearly nobody takes many-hour trips by coach, except for pilgrims, who hold strong as the last bastion of low-cost travels. I wonder what drives it. Is it the cost only? Is the door-to-door journey character not facilitated by other means of transport a meaningful factor? Is it the fear of flying? Or maybe the collective character of being a group of people stuck together inside a vehicle rented for them only? Whatever the reason is, they choose the least safe (except for private motoring) form of travelling. I wonder if they have all those risks in mind. Even if so, do they think God takes care of them and shields them from risks? And if the risks materialises, do they perceive it a God's will?

I recently travel a lot and each time I set off, I have it and the back of my mind I might not be back home safe and sound. So far, each my return home was without tribulations and I feel deep gratitude for it.

Sunday, 16 August 2026

Eclipse

Within the lifetime of this blog (i.e. nearly two decades) there has been no material partial eclipse of the sun in Warsaw. The last one I remember from childhood was on 11 August 1999 around midday and with its timing close to noon, was far more memorable than the one observed last Wednesday, when sun's face was eclipsed in 82%, yet mere 4 minutes before sunset.

I am lucky (or have chosen and can afford to) reside in the vicinity of Górka Kazurka, one of two spots in Ursynów which are best for staring at sunsets. I walked from home around 7:30 p.m. and quickly found green areas around ul. Ziemska were chock full of parked cars, an area which I had never see occupied by vehicles. A pity Straż Miejska did not show up to collect well-deserved fines from those who encroaching on green areas.

20 minutes before the climax of the phenomenon, western slope of Kazurka hill is sieged by droves of people. As sun will be going down soon, those sitting further down from the peak, will lose sight of it. Hopefully none is having problems with their sight now. Based on what I saw, many observers lacked protective spectacles.

The north-western slope seemed a more favourable location and fewer observers sitting there were in the shadow some 20 minutes ahead of the culmination of the show. Due to lack of protective glasses, I did not join the crowd.

On a snap taken exactly at 8:03 p.m. one spots people descending the hill, as the sun was no longer visible from there. Besides, it was a little darker than the day before and the day after at that hour.

On my way home I came across traffic chaos, when the bastards who had illegally left their vehicles there were trying hard to get out of the area, proving deficient driving skills, especially behind wheels of oversized vehicles. 

Back home, while scrolling the phone, I saw tens of photos documenting the eclipse, as seen in Warsaw. While being worried about my eyes, which are one of the most vulnerable organs, I do not regret not watching the eclipse myself and definitely preferred to document the crowd and their reactions to the rare event.