Our relentless pursuit of the required documents continues. Sometimes I think it would have been easier to find a Yeti in the Himalayas than to get the right stamp on the correct piece of paper in the Bureaucratic Republic of Poland. Undaunted we forge ahead. Today we set out to Plock, the last place where Anna lived with her parents. There we managed to actually make a bit of headway with our struggles. We run into some of the nicest and most helpful people in the government offices here, not to mention most patient too. I think we are finally heading in the right direction. While in Plock, we had a quick stroll through the old street market where you can buy everything and anything you want. From cheese and sausages to the most amazing breads and pretty much everything in between. It was very cool indeed.