In February in the midst of a long cold winter I got to have a truly unique experience. It is called a Kulig. Translated loosely meaning sleigh ride. It’s a popular winter event that occurs in some regions of Poland including the South East where I was.
My Kulig began with meeting in front of an old wooden cabin. Similar to what you see in the movies. While the guide/leader was talking (in rapid Polish) we were all given a shot of vodka. A typical Polish introduction.
After we were all warmed up, we went to the sleighs. Now I had imagined a sleigh like you see in parks. It looked slightly different. Unfortunately the snow had melted and it had turned to ice, so the horses could not pull it, but we managed in an alternative way

The sleigh ride was a fun experience. What made it so interesting was that everyone was singing not rhymes but miniature songs. Everyone knew the lyrics. No background music, no instruments anything. In these songs they even had screams which I didn’t realise as I thought people were screaming due to the sleigh ride.
Coming from a place which is often described as a nanny state, safety was really not the top priority. No buckles only the person in front of you to keep you from falling, it definitely added some adrenaline to the ride. At one point the sleigh was turning and it toppled over with the people falling onto to the cold icy ground. Luckily no one was hurt, but a wine bottle was smashed.
One of the nicest parts was reaching a campfire, and everyone getting to roast sausages. I asked my partners why is no one roasting marshmallows.

At the end of the ride we got to back into the cabin and have some proper bigos. One of my favourite tradition dishes consisting of slow cooked meat and souekraut The next part of the night I was told was similar to a Polish wedding.
Dressing up, Disco Polo (music that no one wants to admit they listen to, but knows all the words) and lots of dancing. Now I’m not from a big family, and I have never done any sort of Polish dancing. Fun is the only way I can describe it!
Although I’ve heard not all Polish people enjoy a Kulig, as a foreigner it was a truly a unique experience and something you can’t find anywhere else in the world.


