![]() ![]() If you were growing up in Western Europe at the time you were completely aware of how the continent was divided, and that you were more than lucky to be on the side you were. If you were around at the time, 1989 was a year of huge change, and the images we saw will always be imprinted on my brain. ![]() I was only 9, but followed the news every day, watching the Eastern Bloc crumble as each country became free again, the Berlin Wall falling, and finally, the revolution in Romania, when the totalitarian dictator Nicolae Ceaușescu had ruled for decades was finally toppled. Poland was on the brink of revolution, and only a few months later would release itself from the iron grip of the USSR. ![]() We traveled through West Germany, stopping at the border for hours, East Germany, West Berlin, East Berlin, more border stops, a packed train where you had to climb over people to reach the toilet, and finally Poznan, where we left the train through the window, easier than trying to brave the crowds getting off and on. We went to Poland on a train from The Netherlands to see family. ![]()
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