The road to Parczew Poland

The demoralising Treblinka visit still weighed heavily on both of us. Probably more for Sol than for me. I did not know and probably never will know if any of my family on both my mother's side and my father's side actually ended their life journey in that depraved sewer of murder.
After negotiating the absolute worst roads I have ridden approaching and then leaving Treblinka, things in that regard eventually improved.
The weather conditions were the best we had so far encountered on this entire trip. It was actually approaching 20 degrees C and the sun was breaking through the whole time as we rode the 170kms from Treblinka to Parczew.
My defence at this stage was anger. I was clearly looking forward to seeing my mother's home town. I was hoping to actually see remnants of the original family home although I knew this was not possible. Why?
During my planning of the trip in Australia I had used Google Maps to isolate the actual home address. The address was Zabia St. 7 or as we would call it...Number 7 Zabia St. Parczew.
Google Maps stupidly had shown the incorrect location for number 7 although we did not know this till we actually arrived there. In the Google street view there was a commercial building which appeared to be a plant nursery and next to it a hairdressing salon. Obviously this was no longer a family home built in the early part of the 20th century.
When planning the trip I was OK with that and at least I would find the location where my family had lived.