After day one of blearily making my way around Krakow after an all night journey I was bright eyed and bush tailed when I woke up on Monday April 9th and ready to do some exploring. First things first...I had a pastry and coffee at the bakery across from my Airbnb and then I was off. It was about a ten minute walk to the Old Town from where I was staying. From the main square I wandered off on a side street... The Church of St Peter and Paul with its twelve statues in front. I couldn't get over how many nuns I saw in traditional dress. Was there some kind of convention going on? (kidding....that's just the way they roll here) Herding that lot would be my idea of a nightmare. Even though I am no fan of horses I always feel sorry for these ones that pull carriages for tourists. Although I plead guilty to going on one in New Orleans a few years back. This is the Castle Wawel but that is the closet I got to it today...will be going closer
Tales of travel from a seventy plus girl at heart from the prairies of Canada.