I walked out the station, and one of first buildings I saw was the "friendship gift" Stalin had presented to Poland after World War Two, and after they were swallowed up by the victorious Soviet Union. Poland was now an ally of the USSR, and Stalin had a replica of one his wedding cake towers built in Warsaw - the Palace of Culture and Science. I believe it's still the tallest building in the capital city. I recall seeing a dirty KFC franchise near the tower, and I thought it looked very out of place. Now, either in Warsaw or Prague, my next stop, I spotted a very modern Holiday Inn. I went in and had a tremendous breakfast buffet. Absolutely loved it. And it gave me a chance to relax and plot my next steps.
In Warsaw, I ended up finding a moderately priced hotel. That afternoon and evening, I walked within a 1-2 mile radius of the hotel, and I thought about going into the Old City, and perhaps seeing the area where Warsaw uprising took place. I ultimately did neither. Again, I can chalk it up to being alone. Also, I didn't have a guidebook or much background knowledge, both of which might have given me that extra motivation. It's a weird thing: You're in a foreign, rich in history, yet you play it too conservatively. I did just that. Language barriers, and the hassles I had just on the train from Lithuania had also zapped me of my energy and enthusiasm. I was mainly focused on meeting my uncle at the Prague airport in a couple of days. The architecture and people I saw in Warsaw were interesting, and I'm sure I found something good to eat. I do remember coming back to my hotel, and underneath my door, someone had put a business card for an escort service. The word 'escort' had really just been introduced into English as a nicer word for prostitute. Having "the service" so overtly advertised was a new thing for me.