Jun 22, 2012
Jul 13, 2012
. We were lured, in our groggy, weary state, into a golf buggy to tour the town. We picked the creme de la creme of the tour companies and after 10 minutes we were pulled over by the cops for having a shotty buggy. So we waited and watched the police man and driver argue. Eventually a replacement buggy picked us up and on we went. The new buggy then ran out of battery so we were put into another new buggy, 'the best one in Krakow with the best driver in Krakow'. We got to see the Jewish ghetto, Schindler's Factory and the town squares. There are lots of beautiful churches and buildings but also a lot of old derelict buildings, particulary Jewish ones, waiting for someone to return to do renovations. We ate at a Polish restaurant for lunch which was really good - a hollow bread loaf filled with stew. The Polish language is tough. The word for thank you is dziekuje which is pronounced as jenkooyen. Hello is czesc and it's pronounced tch esh ch - figure that one out. We scrubbed the grot off and napped once in our hotel rooms. Claw, Gruz and I went out for dinner while Michael continued his sleep. The town squares were full of life and I think there's a music festival on and there were people dancing and the buildings and lane ways were lit up - a lovely atmosphere. Now, we are sitting in our hotel bar about to eat some ice cream with hot cherries. Off to Auschwitz tomorrow. It's forecast to be a warm 32degrees, yay.
We need a new word for crap, or choose the word that transcends the word crap by a million. That's what the night on the train ended up being. Imagine being stuck on a train, no aircon besides what's coming through the open window. Through that open window also comes a noise so horrible it sounds like a million dying cats shrieking. Add 2 strange men to our compartment. Thankfully they left and were later replaced by 2 normal looking people. I think the general demographic of the train population was male aged 50 or over, smoker, creepy looking and spent 15 minutes at a time in the toilet. Ewww. There are no locks on your compartment door and a random guy kept coming in to try to sell us beer from his backpack. Graham spent most of the time on guard. Anyway, 4 excruciatingly uncomfortable sleeping positions later we have arrived in Krakow, Poland. They've really turned the heat on for us too. We couldn't get into our hotel rooms to shower or nap until 2pm so we walked into the old town