I had a reservation at Andel's Hotel in Krakow, a place that is easily walkable from the bus station. After checking in I went to the nearby shopping center to my favorite cafe and had a lovely salad for supper.
Shortly thereafter I went to my room. I had come to Poland tired after a busy three weeks in Minnesota after leaving Poland as recently as May 25. It felt good to snuggle under the duvet and just sleep, sleep, sleep.
Saturday morning it was well after 10 AM before I crawled out of bed. I went back to same cafe for breakfast. The wonderful breakfast pictured below along with a cappuccino cost about $ 5.00.
There I became fascinated to see the Polish guidebook for Peru and Bolivia, Bolivia being a place I visited in March.
Often when walking on this street I'm on a time commitment of some sort or on the way to bus parking to return to Zakopane. This time I decided to just walk slow and see if there are new things or very old things that I have missed.
This type of touring led me to visit first the Franciscan Church.
A side chapel held a quite modern stain-glassed window.
The street was full of wedding parties.
I also decided to visit the Dominican Church located on the same street, but in the opposite direction (and I'm so mixed up in directions in Krakow that I don't know what direction it is) from the Franciscan Church.
The organ was booming and playing simply wonderful music. I was most puzzled because it was about 5 minutes to 4:00 in the afternoon and I thought this was an unusual time for a mass to be in mid-progress. However, the music was wonderful and then I hear a choir -- equally wonderful. I found a stone ledge in the back to sit on and stayed there to enjoy the wonderful music associated with the service in progress. And then more wonderful music-- a string group apparently composed of violins and cello. It wasn't until I glimpsed a bride and groom moving towards the left side of the sanctuary, where I had a viewpoint, that I realized I had attended a wedding -- certainly a reason for all the beautiful music -- and certainly a reason for the photographer at the front of the church who had been puzzling me with his actions.
I waited until the wedding party had departed --
Returning to rynek I enjoyed watching a young men's hip/hop group.
Went to my favorite place on the rynek and got a Lipton's Tea fruit flavored ice tea. I was delighted when I discovered this came with a glass of ice. I like ice in my drinks and every time I start for Poland I remind myself that this is something I will have to give up for awhile, but I'm starting to see ice appear with drinks more and more.
I sat in the cafe for a long while enjoying the various musical groups that wander along that side of the rynek.
Then I decided a bit of supper was in order. Thankfully I now have enough Polish to read menus with some accuracy and also understanding. I got this and was very happy.
My last activity of Saturday in Krakow was to attend a chamber music concert.
After the concert I headed back to the hotel and crashed out again. Again I slept late and then returned to the same cafe in the shopping center for breakfast. After breakfast I headed for the planty, carrying my Kindle with me. The day was wonderful for sitting on a park bench and reading. When in Europe, I try to "live" a bit, and not be a tourist every minute of my free time. At home I don't spend all my time visiting churches and museums, and I have observed that Europeans don't do that all the time either. It is just wonderful to "live" a bit.
Later I returned to the same cafe for obiad. And what a meal. I had kotlet with French Fries. It was a large dinner plate and the fries were heaped below the large kotlet, but somehow I managed to eat just about all of it. In front of the cafes on this side of the rynek there was a classic car show in progress. It was fun to see all the older car models as well as some trucks. I also saw two vehicles labeled milicja rather than policja. At this same time I've been reading a wonderful book -- A Long, Long Time Ago and Essentially True by Brigid Pasulka. Part of the book takes place in Krakow in the early 1990s and there are references to milicja, so I will have some questions to ask when I catch up with Polish friends.
All of us in Krakow for the weekend met at the Adam statue in the rynek along with the campers who had come to Krakow for the day. We got back on our bus about 4:45 and returned to Zakopane in about two hours, tired but happy about our weekend adventures.