I immediately realized that "magical" isn't just a word, but a state of mind, surrounded by so many lights, music, and... sausage! 🌭✨ The streets sparkle, the shop windows glitter, and people smile as if it were New Year's every day. I tried the local sweets—and honestly, my diet freaked out when I opened my mouth 😏 But what if hot chocolate and cakes are just calling out to me? ☕🍰

And then the real magic began—fireworks, music in the square, and dancing right in the freezing cold ❄️💃 The people around were so cheerful and open that it seemed as if the whole city had decided to throw a joint celebration of laughter and joy. I tried to act like a grown-up, but ten minutes later I was laughing out loud in the cold, raising a glass of champagne 🥂🎇 And, of course, I accidentally met a couple who also couldn't stop laughing—that's European New Year's magic! ✨

And you know what's funniest? My phone took more photos of fireworks and smiles in one evening than it did in the whole of last year 📸😂 And I realized that the magic of the New Year isn't in how loud or beautifully you celebrate it, but in how much joy, laughter, and little miracles surround you. In Poland, I realized for sure: New Year's is when you smile until your cheeks turn frosty, laugh until your stomach hurts, and enjoy every minute 🎉❄️