Friday 7th of September
Oct. 25th, 2007 04:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skull_bearerI swear, sometimes I think I only keep this diary to remind me of the damn date! I'd have lost track long ago otherwise (rather ironically, I hadn't realised at the tiem that the date I was keeping was actually wrong).
It's 5am and I'm still hung over. I drank like a bloody fish last nigh in an attempt to get to sleep. Failed, but had some interesting doze-dreams (more Mpreg, but I was so drunk I though it was hot). I've slept about two hours. At 4.30 I got up and made me (rather uncertain) way to the train station. I risked the buses, and succeded, so I'm actually on the train. Apparently half the train is going to Krakow and the other half is for Krakowitz. I think I'm on the right half. I approached a couple, pointed at the train and said 'Krakow?' They nodded, so I got on.
My head hurts, I'm so tires but at least I'll get there early. A bit sad saying goodbye to Lublin, it was a nice place, and definitely informative. I've got a feeling I'll be remembering it as being the place where I first saw a death camp though. (unfortanately true)
And the place I stayed at for free. They never ended up asking for payment so it's probably been the cheapest place yet (I got my passport back when I handed in the keys the first time and they never asked for it again). Not sure how much I've spent exactly, but I do know it's not even half of what I was expecting. £50 is about 200zl. I've taken about that much in three days, and I still have 100zl left.
It's raining like crazy. Last night there was a thunderstorm, and serious electrical storm with lightning very few minutes and the sea reclaiming the land by air drop.
5hr train journey. Frigging hell.
Well, that went significantly better than last time. The Krakow Hostel is slap-bang in the middle of the Old Town and almost completely empty. The room I'm in has 9 two-story beds, 18 in all, and I'm the only occupant. Rock on.
What is it with the nuns? They're everywhere! Every time I go somewhere they're there. It's weird.
Still pouring with rain. I got drenched coming here although I'm drying off a bit now. (I had a map with me, but the time I'd reached the hostel it was a sodden lump of pulps. It was that wet) The Hostel's great. Four floors, and everything seems cosy. The views' a pity because my room faces onto a lot of other houses, but that's the only complaint so far. Beds look nice, place looks nice, the girl at the desk spoke perfect english ad was very helpful (she's from Lublin. Ahh the coincindences), it's incredibly cheap (40zl a night, breakfast included, that's about £4), and the location!
(This was taken from my hostel window, and is the only photo I have of Krakow, like in Lublin, I saved all my photos for the death camp. I regret it now. I loved Krakow)
I haven't seen much of the town, it's very wet, but if we're ever on the look out of a Christmas holiday, I know what I'll be promoting. It's the perfect Christmas town, even on a wet September, lots of churches and gorgeous baroque architecture. I may be in love. (I am, I still want to go back)
Trains to Prague do run, but they're night trains :( (I went on a night train in Spain and never forgot it, I couldn't sleep at all). Oh well, I don't think it'll kill me.
And speaking of killing, I'll need to ask the girl at the desk about trains to Auschwitz. As the train I was on pulled into the station, I saw a coach wit the name Oswiecim written on it. Very appropriate.
I still don't know if I'll be staying the night there but I think even if I do I'll keep my stuff here, so I may as well pay for three nights. Actually, re-think that, if the train to Prague is a nigth one, perhaps two nights would be better. I've only paid for one so far.
Need to consider that.
Went to browse through Kazimierz, the old Jewish quarter of Krakow. Very beautiful. Noticably empty. Visited a museum of Jewish culture. Very informative. Very interesting to learn about the culture before finding out where it went. The bookshop was torture. Two wonderful, brilliant books of Auschwitz, 70zl apiece. I would have given so much to just buy the two on the spot, but had to resist. I bought one though. It looks incredible.
In one of the local restaurants now, having a late lunch. Monthly torture's just begun, couldn't have aited until tomorrow when I'd have been on my feet all day (I get incredibly monthly pains, but walking hurts less than sitting down)? Noooo.
It's still raining, and I now have a very nice marbled green umbrella. I couldn't do anything about my feet though, except be resigned that they couldn't possibly get any wetter.
Random couple from Belgium started chatting to me. Very nice people. Revealed me Deep Dark Secret(tm) reason for being here. They didn't mind.
Auschwitz tomorrow. Still not sure what to think about that. Scary, not real yet.
I'm really starting to enjoy this holiday, despite the fact that Polish weather seems to alternate between wet, cold or both. I'm enjoying the freedom and the fact that I can do just as I please. I'm not longer homesick and my own company is more than enough.
(This was obviously a jinx as the rest of my day was less pleasent. The restaurants I wanted to eat at turned out to be waaay too expensive and it took me ages to find somewhere else. It was a tiring end to the day, and when I got back I found I would be sharing the dorm, and one of the people next to me SNORED like a helicopter. I tried waking him and telling him to shut up but he wouldn't, even when I shook him. I gave up, switched my bed to an empty one further away and put in earplugs. If you ever backpack, bring earplugs. Best advice Lonely Planet ever gave me)
It's 5am and I'm still hung over. I drank like a bloody fish last nigh in an attempt to get to sleep. Failed, but had some interesting doze-dreams (more Mpreg, but I was so drunk I though it was hot). I've slept about two hours. At 4.30 I got up and made me (rather uncertain) way to the train station. I risked the buses, and succeded, so I'm actually on the train. Apparently half the train is going to Krakow and the other half is for Krakowitz. I think I'm on the right half. I approached a couple, pointed at the train and said 'Krakow?' They nodded, so I got on.
My head hurts, I'm so tires but at least I'll get there early. A bit sad saying goodbye to Lublin, it was a nice place, and definitely informative. I've got a feeling I'll be remembering it as being the place where I first saw a death camp though. (unfortanately true)
And the place I stayed at for free. They never ended up asking for payment so it's probably been the cheapest place yet (I got my passport back when I handed in the keys the first time and they never asked for it again). Not sure how much I've spent exactly, but I do know it's not even half of what I was expecting. £50 is about 200zl. I've taken about that much in three days, and I still have 100zl left.
It's raining like crazy. Last night there was a thunderstorm, and serious electrical storm with lightning very few minutes and the sea reclaiming the land by air drop.
5hr train journey. Frigging hell.
Well, that went significantly better than last time. The Krakow Hostel is slap-bang in the middle of the Old Town and almost completely empty. The room I'm in has 9 two-story beds, 18 in all, and I'm the only occupant. Rock on.
What is it with the nuns? They're everywhere! Every time I go somewhere they're there. It's weird.
Still pouring with rain. I got drenched coming here although I'm drying off a bit now. (I had a map with me, but the time I'd reached the hostel it was a sodden lump of pulps. It was that wet) The Hostel's great. Four floors, and everything seems cosy. The views' a pity because my room faces onto a lot of other houses, but that's the only complaint so far. Beds look nice, place looks nice, the girl at the desk spoke perfect english ad was very helpful (she's from Lublin. Ahh the coincindences), it's incredibly cheap (40zl a night, breakfast included, that's about £4), and the location!
(This was taken from my hostel window, and is the only photo I have of Krakow, like in Lublin, I saved all my photos for the death camp. I regret it now. I loved Krakow)
I haven't seen much of the town, it's very wet, but if we're ever on the look out of a Christmas holiday, I know what I'll be promoting. It's the perfect Christmas town, even on a wet September, lots of churches and gorgeous baroque architecture. I may be in love. (I am, I still want to go back)
Trains to Prague do run, but they're night trains :( (I went on a night train in Spain and never forgot it, I couldn't sleep at all). Oh well, I don't think it'll kill me.
And speaking of killing, I'll need to ask the girl at the desk about trains to Auschwitz. As the train I was on pulled into the station, I saw a coach wit the name Oswiecim written on it. Very appropriate.
I still don't know if I'll be staying the night there but I think even if I do I'll keep my stuff here, so I may as well pay for three nights. Actually, re-think that, if the train to Prague is a nigth one, perhaps two nights would be better. I've only paid for one so far.
Need to consider that.
Went to browse through Kazimierz, the old Jewish quarter of Krakow. Very beautiful. Noticably empty. Visited a museum of Jewish culture. Very informative. Very interesting to learn about the culture before finding out where it went. The bookshop was torture. Two wonderful, brilliant books of Auschwitz, 70zl apiece. I would have given so much to just buy the two on the spot, but had to resist. I bought one though. It looks incredible.
In one of the local restaurants now, having a late lunch. Monthly torture's just begun, couldn't have aited until tomorrow when I'd have been on my feet all day (I get incredibly monthly pains, but walking hurts less than sitting down)? Noooo.
It's still raining, and I now have a very nice marbled green umbrella. I couldn't do anything about my feet though, except be resigned that they couldn't possibly get any wetter.
Random couple from Belgium started chatting to me. Very nice people. Revealed me Deep Dark Secret(tm) reason for being here. They didn't mind.
Auschwitz tomorrow. Still not sure what to think about that. Scary, not real yet.
I'm really starting to enjoy this holiday, despite the fact that Polish weather seems to alternate between wet, cold or both. I'm enjoying the freedom and the fact that I can do just as I please. I'm not longer homesick and my own company is more than enough.
(This was obviously a jinx as the rest of my day was less pleasent. The restaurants I wanted to eat at turned out to be waaay too expensive and it took me ages to find somewhere else. It was a tiring end to the day, and when I got back I found I would be sharing the dorm, and one of the people next to me SNORED like a helicopter. I tried waking him and telling him to shut up but he wouldn't, even when I shook him. I gave up, switched my bed to an empty one further away and put in earplugs. If you ever backpack, bring earplugs. Best advice Lonely Planet ever gave me)