A quest to join the Polish Army

Here my travel moves out of synch with my fathers journey, but it works logistically with my own travel plans. In August 1944 my father was a runaway. He escaped a butchers farm in Austria where he was forced to labor for the Germans (more on that later), and returned to Poland in hiding. Had he been found, he would have been imprisoned, possibly a concentration camp. While in hiding, he met with an old friend named Artur Wlosek, and together they made plans to trek along Eastern Europe, reach Palestine through Turkey and Northern Africa, and take a ship across the Mediterranean to join Anders Polish Army in Italy. The photos that follow capture parts of that journey.