My Polish Street: Przyjaciół

I’ve lived in three places since I’ve been in Poland, gradually moving further out each time. My first apartment was smack-bang in the centre of the Embassy district on a street called “Przyjaciół”, the big red X on the map below (click to enlarge).

I moved into this apartment after having lived in the Sheraton Hotel for many months and not knowing Warsaw as well as I do now, I chose something in an area I was familiar with. As you might have guessed the company was paying for accommodation at the time, I was, I hate to say it, an “expat” in the full sense of the word. I lived alone, rent-free, a stone’s throw from the British Embassy on Aleja Róż and I mixed with other foreign types in the ‘Some Place Else’ bar in the Sheraton hotel or one of the few other places popular with ex-pats at the time – Irish bar on Tamka, Barbados disco near the theatre and so on. When there was a sporting event I watched in the Embassy bar or in the apartment once I got Sky TV set up properly.

The only photo I have of the interior.

Don’t let the photo mislead you about the amount of furniture I had. The bedroom (off to the left) had a cruddy Ikea mattress on the floor, the kitchen (to the right) had one tiny table just big enough for two small people and that was about it!

I had viewed numerous more spacious options including, I remember, a place on ul. Długa close to the old town but I finally decided on Przyjaciół because it ‘felt right’. Took me a while to get the pronunciation worked out though!

“Where do you live?”


At around 60 m2 it was plenty big enough for me and I liked the area. It was only after having signed the contract that everyone started telling me how “posh” the street was and I suppose, looking back on it, it was. After M moved in towards the end of my stay there she started pointing out the various celebs that lived in the street and opened my eyes to the shoulders I’d been rubbing with. For me it was just a conveniently located and quiet street, thanks to the dead-end blocked by the Sobanski palace (Ujazdowskie 13).

My old apartment block. (Didn’t have silly parking meters back then)

The rent was a staggering $4,000 a month, might even have been $4,500. At the time that was around 15,000 PLN a mind-blowingly massive amount. Looking at offers on today I see I can get an equivalent apartment on the same street for only 4,000 PLN/month! There is nothing even close to the price we were paying back then, the largest on offer today is 134 m2 for 10,000 PLN/month. The reason for the stupid rent was supply and demand. In those days, Warsaw was awash with mostly American entrepreneurs trying to get rich quick. None of the foreigners really took the zloty seriously or had a good grasp on values, especially exchange rates, everything was dollar based. There was a serious shortage of properties available for both living space or for office use, indeed most companies operated out of villas at the time. This meant the landlords could make the most of the situation and rents were ridiculous. The first crisis of confidence in Central Europe came soon enough though, all the cowboys left town and as more new stock was added to the housing and office market, rents plummeted. How times have changed.

This was a fine apartment though, especially at the weekends. Back then, Warsaw gave a great impression of a ghost town at the weekend, particularly in the summer, so I could wander peacefully around town, visit Łazienki or Ujazdowskie parks or the slightly longer walk down the Royal Route to the old town and back again. There was after all very little else to do. Shopping wise, there was no Galleria Mokotów and therefore no Arkadia, Wola Park or any other decent shopping area either. The best on offer was a pretty ropey ‘Promenada’ across the river, an even worse ‘Panorama’ heading down towards Wilanów or a growing selection of identical French hypermarkets all selling the same junk. Food shopping was a drag with me experimenting in assorted tin-shed skleps until I eventually found the original Mini Europa on Bonifraterska. The place was and still is a rip-off of major proportions but they had things you could not find anywhere else. The only other shop I can recall visiting regularly was a place that sold CDs on Plac Zbawiciela, long since turned into another ‘trendy’ eatery/cafe.

Despite being a short street, I always managed to find a parking space on Przyjaciół. With my first car, a bright red Opel Astra (bez klima!), it was easy because it was so short and such rubbish that I didn’t care how badly I parked it. These were the days before Opel thought they were the next Mercedes. The next car was a Renault Laguna kombi seen below waiting for the ferry near to Kazimierz Dolny. This car is famous for being able to get all the way up the windy and steep road to Morskie Oko in thick February snow without chains and without incident!

The Laguna

The Laguna was harder to park but more importantly it was pitched at just the right level for the times – nice enough but not that nice that it would be stolen. Funny story from those days – the company imported a new managing director from the good old US of A. His name was Mike but he was more of a “Chuck Spank” type and having spent his entire life being Mr Corporate America you could not imagine a fish further away from water as was he in Warsaw. He insisted, against plenty of good advice, that he wanted a big-ass Volvo as his company car. He waited months for the thing to arrive. Two weeks after he took delivery he was held up in the street and the car was stolen. He insisted on another one and guess what, the same thing happened again only this time it was the “I’ll bump gently into the back of your car and invite you round the back to take a look while my mate jumps in and drives your car away” trick. His entire time in Warsaw was a catalogue of things like that. He eventually gave up trying to “blend” and went back to Florida from where I’m sure he’s been telling tales of how bad Warsaw is ever since. Once more, how times have changed.

Przyjaciół had its fair share of weird folk but the best was ‘cat lady’. As with all such streets there was an ever growing population of wild cats living in the basements or wherever they could find shelter. Cat lady would venture out every day and place about a thousand containers along the wall at the end of the street, all kinds of things from Tupperware boxes to old tins to recycled ice-cream packets and all full of cat food, left-overs or milk. Cats would come from miles around for their daily nosh. For all I know she’s still doing it.

I left Przyjaciół for two reasons, firstly because I had to start paying the rent myself (known in the trade as “going local”) and secondly because I was now with M full time and we wanted a place that was ‘ours’. And so it was we moved to Gwiażdzista, of which more in the next post.

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13 thoughts on “My Polish Street: Przyjaciół

  1. guest says:

    there is also a John Lennon street ha.

  2. Kuba says:

    Scatts, Nice article hope you and M are doing well in your new diggs.

  3. Bartek says:

    I didn’t realise they rents in Warsaw were sky-high in the late nineties…

    Enjoyed the reading – what more can we expect within the theme, apart from Gwiaździsta street?

    Still having the Laguna? I have an inkling that in around ten years Renault cars, now considered ordinary French vehicle, will be hailed as extremely reliable ones.

  4. Scatts says:

    Bart, from my side there are two more after this, Gwiażdzista and then where we are now. That covers all my own “residences” in Polska.

    Not sure what to expect from others, they keep it all very secret you know!

    Laguna went when that company collapsed, which was a long time ago now. That Laguna was actually quite a nice car but later models had a lot of technical problems.

  5. Bartek says:

    so the rest is shrouded in a mystery…

    BTW – where is the Polish factor? Is recommended the site to my friend. she enjoyed it but didn’t understand “why have those guys taken on that Pole?” – I haven’t read Paweł here for a couple of weeks.

    Later models break down? For the past six years we’ve had a megane and from 2003 when we bought it brand new. Once it let us down – the central locking system packed up in 2006. We have it serviced once in a year and everything runs like a clockwork…

  6. PW says:

    I’ve found Polandian by pure accident yesterday evening and spent whole night till 9 am reading articles and laughing my a*s off. Great outsider’s insight into Polish society. Thank you, Scatts, island1 and others for writing this blog, you’ve got real writing&comedy talents!

    I’ve got a bunch of friends on Gwiaździsta and used to do some kayaking/bike trips and visit “Arab” pub in the nearby park aferwards – some great place in the summer. I had to give up eating grilled food there though after the owner bashed cooks for preparing my meal incorrectly. They started to recognize me and give me murderous stares. Can’t wait to read about your experiences :)

  7. Scatts says:

    Paweł’s last posts were: 15th September, 1st Sept and 27th July. To be precise. We haven’t “taken him on” so to speak, we’re all very egalitarian here & he’s free to contribute as much or as little as he likes, which can be a problem if you want to present readers with something new on a fairly regular basis ;-) Keep an eye on the ‘asides’ section.

    Later models of the Laguna were definitely dodgy. Sounds like the Megane was much better.

    And I hate you! Your blog just reminded me that Achtung Baby was 18 years ago!! Holy cow, that went fast.

  8. Scatts says:

    PW, we love you too but please get some sleep tonight!

    I don’t think my post is going to have as much excitement as you clearly had down there.

  9. island1 says:

    Weird to think of you living down there in the posh embassy district while at the same time I was paying a few hundred zeds for a room in bandit country across the river. I wonder if our paths ever crossed way back then.

    Rents for “expats” were insane back then, I remember. I met an Indonesian who was paying $2000 a month for a 60 m flat in Praga. The weirdest thing was that he had a live-in servant.

  10. Scatts says:

    If I’d known you I would have been quite happy for you to visit me from time to time, just to see how the other half live! ;)

    There has to be a good chance we were both in the same place at some time during that period.

  11. Bartek says:

    I’ll try to make it up to you

    Oh Scatts, don’t you cry,
    oh Ian, wipe the tears from your eyes…

    So shouldn’t I remind you that “How to dismantle an atomic bomb” will have the fifth anniversary of release on Sunday, 22nd.

    In the “independent test” of German Auto Bild, under which the journalist drove the new Megane one hundred thousand kilometres the car didn’t come out that well and they didn’t write about it favourably. Much depends on the owner as well.

  12. guest says:

    Island, do you know this movie ?

    ha ha

  13. Pawel says:

    Its amazing to see how things have changed in Warsaw during these years.

    But it would seem to me Warsaw had much more to catch up than many other places in the country.

    First time I went to Warsaw was sometime in 1994. As we drove from the north, through Żoliborz, it seemed very green.

    But then it became dirty and grey. I remember dirt next to the Palace of Culture and Science. No concrete, no park just dirt. And on this dirt there was some amusement park. Not that amusing in those circumstances. Otherwise there was nothing else to do.
    I remember we bought some local paper and that we all laughed at the property pages where Varsavians put the property classfield prices in dollars.

    Warsaw has improved a lot. But to see how much there is still to do – just see Aleje Jerozolimskie. I feel it’s a city that belongs more to the eastern culture.

    I don’t know but the changes in the “province” didn’t seem so spectacular. There were always shops in my “provincial” the Old Town, which kept changing and modernising – but there was always something interesting for its times. And people still keep going there.
    The town was pleasant and still is.
    There is still the same number of things to do.

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