Cracking Time
Just a quick one to say that we got into Krakow yesterday lunchtime after a 4-hour train journey. Made some friends on the train and here are some photos of the cheeky scamps.
I am still lamenting the loss of my CD player on the flight over. Some thieving Pole has inadvertently landed themselves with a rare Stereolab CD so thank goodness for small mercies, my loss is their musical gain.
Will post more extensively when we have time to mull over our adventures and put them down into the succinct and lucid style you are all accustomed to. Just to keep you updated, today we went to the old castle and nearly fainted when we saw a Vasari painting (yup we are still art geeks) and we also visited the ghetto and took a trip round Oscar Schindler's factory. We even sat in his very office where he composed the famous list!
On a personal note, had some strange run ins with the Poles of late. Not sure if my golden locks make me look more Polish but it all began in Gdansk when I was dragged round the corner by a local. This sounds more shocking than it actually was. The Pole in question was an 80-year-old woman. Kay and me were queuing for tickets and she motioned to me to draw closer so she could speak. Foolishly I bent down to her height and she began jabbering away in Polish. I told her I was English and she grabbed my arm with an iron like fist. She then dragged me round the corner with Kay left in the queue bewildered. I tried to tell her I was English but she wouldn't let go. Finally we arrived at a timetable, which I presume that she wanted help reading, and as she let me go and I massaged my bruised arm, I was able to find a nice young Polish man to help her with her requests. Then on the train to Krakow I was sat in the corridor eating my sandwiches when the ticket inspector came. Ignoring the tickets we waved in his face, he grabbed my bag of sandwiches out of my lap and started chattering in Polish. He then showed them to the other passengers, manically laughing, handed them back to me and went on his merry way. It was all rather bizarre.
I am still lamenting the loss of my CD player on the flight over. Some thieving Pole has inadvertently landed themselves with a rare Stereolab CD so thank goodness for small mercies, my loss is their musical gain.
Will post more extensively when we have time to mull over our adventures and put them down into the succinct and lucid style you are all accustomed to. Just to keep you updated, today we went to the old castle and nearly fainted when we saw a Vasari painting (yup we are still art geeks) and we also visited the ghetto and took a trip round Oscar Schindler's factory. We even sat in his very office where he composed the famous list!
On a personal note, had some strange run ins with the Poles of late. Not sure if my golden locks make me look more Polish but it all began in Gdansk when I was dragged round the corner by a local. This sounds more shocking than it actually was. The Pole in question was an 80-year-old woman. Kay and me were queuing for tickets and she motioned to me to draw closer so she could speak. Foolishly I bent down to her height and she began jabbering away in Polish. I told her I was English and she grabbed my arm with an iron like fist. She then dragged me round the corner with Kay left in the queue bewildered. I tried to tell her I was English but she wouldn't let go. Finally we arrived at a timetable, which I presume that she wanted help reading, and as she let me go and I massaged my bruised arm, I was able to find a nice young Polish man to help her with her requests. Then on the train to Krakow I was sat in the corridor eating my sandwiches when the ticket inspector came. Ignoring the tickets we waved in his face, he grabbed my bag of sandwiches out of my lap and started chattering in Polish. He then showed them to the other passengers, manically laughing, handed them back to me and went on his merry way. It was all rather bizarre.
posted by Polska Adventurer at 2:41 PM
2 Comments:
Well done Vicki, wonderful short and tight report and really capturing the ups and downs of the life of an adventurer. We al feel the pain in your arm and sympathise with the traumers. But it is a bit unnerving to discover that our finest tradition, most ernestly ingrained into the minds of our children at an early age viz "make sure you take a packed lunch while travelling" is so ridiculed by Johnny Foreigner. Particularly those in authority who should be setting a fine example to the lower classes. Don't be put off keep upper lip stiff and the crusts neatly cropped from the cucumber sandwitches. I shall go to bed a happier dad now that I know the children have been taking good care of their stomachs despite the slings and arrows of outraged poleskis.
Kaysdad
According to the BBC weather chart Thurday and Friday will be sunny intervals, relatively cool 17-20 C and the best weather will be Saturday sunny and warmer 23C but poor visiblity don't understand does that mean it will be foggy, misty or just polution?
Hope you are still managing to take them photos. Kay check your email!
KaysDad
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