Walking Through Time

Bielany and Chłodynie, suburbs of Warsaw, have a rich history and have transformed from rural villages to modern-day suburbs. They were popular with the city's elite in the early 1900s. During World War II, the villages were occupied and heavily damaged. After the war, they were rebuilt and connected to the city. Despite the modernization, the area maintains a sense of calm and harmony. The cities are known for their residential areas and historical murals. The Vistula River and its bridges hold historical significance. Warsaw offers efficient public transportation. Walking Through Time A walk through Bielany and Chłodynie is akin to taking a trip back in time. It's impossible not to see and experience the evolution of these two incredible neighborhoods in the northern suburbs of Warsaw. Both areas have gone through a significant transformation, from once being rural villages to modern-day suburbs. Originally small, semi-rural villages, both Bielany and Chłodynie were, by the early 1900s, popular with the city's elite, who built summer houses in the area. A vibe that remains today epitomized by stylish villas and an abundance of security gates. These, villages, remained relatively untouched until World War II, when they were occupied by the Germans. The occupants of the villages were forced to leave, and the area was used as a training ground for the German army. The villages were heavily damaged during the war, and very few of the original buildings survived. After the war, the area was left in ruins, and the surviving residents had to start from scratch. The post-war period was a time of transformation for Bielany and Chłodynie. The villages were rebuilt, and the area was transformed into a modern suburb. The traditional wooden houses were replaced with modern buildings, and the area was connected to the city by new roads and public transport, including, more recently, the M1 metro line. Crossing from Bielany into Chłodynie today, the shift in the visual landscape is both clear and dramatic. In the 1970s, the area underwent a period of modernization and urbanization, providing the dense housing estates on show today. Despite the mishmash of architectural themes and social demographics, what strikes one most is the pervasive sense of calm. Both Bielany and Chłodynie are among the most popular residential areas in Warsaw. Yet despite this, the area is quiet, unassuming, gentle and orderly. Never underestimate Warsaw's ability to be a city of contrasts. They exist at every turn here. Grand villas prosper next to ruins and architectural vernaculars compete for air along a procession of tree-shaded boulevards. And you can grab one of the very best coffees in the city at Chytelnia, whilst being entertained by a myriad of young Poles doing the, working from a cafe, thing with lines of MacBooks and charges standing to attention. Oh yeah, for anyone into cemeteries, Bielany is the resting place of a certain Frédéric Chopin, whose legacy, amongst other things, is a satisfying sprinkling of benches that begin to play his music when you plonk down your backside for a cigarette, swig of water and a muse. Harmony. I think that's the word for today. Both Bielany and Chłodynie exemplify the harmony of this city. Everything moves slowly, at a graceful pace, rich live with poor, colour complements desaturated walls and tress bend casually toward rivers full of ducks and happy dogs. It really is awesome. A place for all seasons, I'd say. In principle, the demarcation line between the two villages is a vast, covered section of motorway. One can stand right next to the road, separated by a blast tube and hear only the slightest hum of traffic. A slightly unsettling feeling, made all the more sublime by the surrounding murals evoking the pride and heroism of the Warsaw Uprising, August 1944. It's worth noting that Warsaw has its fair share of graffiti, but you literally never see any of its historic murals defaced. The murals are the city. History personified they blend into the environment and in some way hold the entire context together. You simply cannot spend any time in Warsaw at all without being reminded that the very reason you are here is in no small part due to the strength, pride and genuine heroism of its citizens. I think this is etched on walls throughout the city in the faces of everyone who lives here, young and old. Heading east from Chłodynie, you find yourself confronted by the immense Vistula River and prepare to run the gauntlet of its many bridges. High-speed trains come and go, as trams collect and offload. Across these same bridges, a mere 80 years ago the trains headed out from the city to the death camp at Treblinka. What must those poor souls have thought as they caught their last glimpse of their city? The Vistula Boulevards on a cold spring day seem somewhat lackluster, tired and grey. Beach resorts lie shuttered against the wind and the river water laps gently by your feet. Strings of lights cast shadows in the late afternoon light. As the historic old town comes into view on the west bank, and my feet grow tired, Warsaw plays one of its greatest cards. From the moment of deciding, I've had enough, to arriving home, is 12 minutes of sublime public transport. Koczem Warsaw. Camera, Sony A7E. Prime lens, Sony 20mm f1.8. Simulation, standard, none. Additional retouching, Apple Photos.