Enerd barrack

Zdjęcie: Niemiecka policja Źródło: PAP/EPA / Tomasz Murański


Everything was going well until - somewhere around 1 a.m. - I started approaching the Polish border from the German side. A fewer twelve kilometers before the border, a police bus pulled in my way and directed me into the woods, to a unusual place. Among the trees stood a barrack with a parking lot in a fenced area, where I was questioned, and there was a problem. The car I was driving was not marked as stolen, but had already been found, and it came out that I was sitting behind the wheel of a stolen car. I point out that it later turned out that I was stopped not due to a stolen car. I was taken to the woods for prophylactic reasons, just like that - for verification, even before I was detected as...