Studio e Appartamenti Silvio Krakow

Our last day in Krakow was another late start because of the necessity to check emails and do paperwork. We had chosen Wawel Castle as our must see so we made our way there arriving around 11:30. Walked up the hill to the ticket office and realized immediately that we were quite lucky that we are not in the high tourist season. A board outside the ticket office showed how many tickets were left for ...

... but checkin would be at 3pm so i dropped my luggage and went walking around in Berlin some more. They had an awesome city parc in which I just hang for a few hours. At the hostel I checked in, made my bed and sort of fell asleep right away. Later I woke up with 7 other people in the room, but I was so tired that I sort of went into a coma and slept for like 16 hours. The next morning I woke up a bit ****** though, cuz I had left my mobile phone to charge in the ...

... sure is the oldest bit) is one of the most amazing places I have yet seen. There are monumentally large and impressive buildings and spaces everywhere you turn... and I have to say, Poland is a nation of supermodels. I have fallen in love every ten minutes since arriving. On our second night we went into a pub for a couple of drinks and ended up playing pool with a group of girls who all worked for IBM in town. Many drinks were consumed.. the barmaid even invented a cocktail for us ...

... there were plenty of folks sitting in the outdoor cafes enjoying their beer or cafe, and eating their sweets. A few things to notice: The People... You can see the changes in people and their facial features as we've moved north. In Poland, the mix seems to be very Eastern European, with lots of Western European/German features. The people, who honestly I can say anybody under 35 seems to be fairly skinny here, are tall, a mix of dark and light hair, but most of ...

... through beautiful countryside into Krakow. After some creative driving (Krakow has recently made some of their streets pedestrian-only and our GPS didn't know that), we found our hotel and nearby parking. First item of business was dinner. We went to a milk bar (formerly subsidized by the Communist government, now cheap but good quality eats). I had schnitzel (yes, again... but this time chicken) and Attila ordered a pork ...

... I can't imagine being there for any longer than that. I saw huge piles of human hair. I saw children's suitcases that were never claimed. I saw endless amounts of shoes. I saw the pots that women intended to cook in and the polish men intended to use on their shoes. There were all kinds of things there, and in mass quantities that had been pillaged from the suitcases of the people sent to the gas chambers. As we were going into that room, our guide said "Remember as you ...

... in flip flops touch the ground here. I was repulsed and didn't hang about in walking through and out of the chamber fairly quickly. It isn't somewhere anyone of sound mind could spend time loitering in.Tears pricked my eyes again standing outside the chamber. Once everyone had congregated outside the chamber we set off down the road to Auschwitz II (Birkenau). This is where the vast majority lost their lives and the furnaces behind the sleeping quarters were apparent ...

... national dish and in Krakow we celebrated the increasingly worldwide popularity of Pink Shirt Night. It would be impossible to write everything that we saw and experienced together. Suffice it to say that for me, it was the most enjoyable and memorable vacation of my entire life...and mostly because I was able to share it with my fellow brothers in Chick. Click here to view a selection of pictures from Poland.

... underneath the barbed wire was lower in one spot, by approximately twenty centimetres. I took the wires (there were two of them every twenty centimetres; from the ground to the top of the three meter posts) and lifted them up to the next wire, and using the barbs, stuck them together. It left me just more than thirty centimetres to crawl beneath. I did. As I bolted down the train tracks and out the gate, I realised how impossible my escape would have been had anyone tried to stop ...

... the salt concentration is higher than the Dead Sea, thus it would be impossible to drown. The tour guide added in his punch line that it would be the best place in the world to learn how to swim. The salt mine obviously has been spruced up a bit since it now functions mainly as a tourist attraction. Thus, the walls are reinforced with wooden pillars and stairs have been installed. When the mine was still functional the miners were lowered down on a rope while ...