Vrotswarf?
Trip Start
May 01, 2007
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16
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Trip End
Ongoing
With London behind me, we landed in Wroclaw, Poland early in the morning. Will met us in the airport, and it was great to see him again. I was thinking before I left home that it would be good to do some travel with him when I can. And there I was. The weather was a little drizzly, but I didn't mind. Immediately Will told me that Wroclaw was pronounced 'Vrotswarf'.
After dumping our bags, Will took us to the Rynek (the square) for lunch, where we had some Polish food called Gawonke. It is a vegetable and rice mixture cooked in cabbage leaves, and was down right awesome. Afterwards, whilst chatting madly and catching up of course, we had a meander around the city, which was beautiful to my eyes. Will took us the Wroclaw Cathederal (not sure on the real name) later that afternoon. The Cathedral is spectacular and consists of two main spires jutting up above the surrounding buildings
Later on we hopped on the train to Wills home away from home, Opole. I was severly tired, but we persevered onwards to the square for beer and dinner. I was knackered after one heavy Zywiec beer, and it was time to call it a night. We returned to Will's place, Stace fell asleep in a chair, and me on a couch. I don't know how we lasted so long!
After dumping our bags, Will took us to the Rynek (the square) for lunch, where we had some Polish food called Gawonke. It is a vegetable and rice mixture cooked in cabbage leaves, and was down right awesome. Afterwards, whilst chatting madly and catching up of course, we had a meander around the city, which was beautiful to my eyes. Will took us the Wroclaw Cathederal (not sure on the real name) later that afternoon. The Cathedral is spectacular and consists of two main spires jutting up above the surrounding buildings
01 - Wroclaw's Rynek
. Funnily enough, on of the towers has an elevator to take one to the top. It's gotta be one of the only cathedals in the world with an elevator. The ride up was dodgy and fun. The view was superb, with many spires of churches piercing the skyline in many places around the city. Will told me Poland was religious, I then believed it.Later on we hopped on the train to Wills home away from home, Opole. I was severly tired, but we persevered onwards to the square for beer and dinner. I was knackered after one heavy Zywiec beer, and it was time to call it a night. We returned to Will's place, Stace fell asleep in a chair, and me on a couch. I don't know how we lasted so long!


