Jen and I are sitting in the hostel doing nothing right now. We are taking a train tonight to Budepest - 12 hours. So I thought I would update you on Krokow occurances.
After arriving from Berlin at teh Krokow train station, we relized that the station was a pretty big mess. The hostel was a twenty minute walk from the station, but it took us fifteen minutes just to find an exit to the station. Afterwards we found the hostel, which required a four flight climb to teh reception. It seemed like a nice hostel: lots of people, clean, and fun. But they had screwed up a lot of people's reservations, so Jen and I were seperated. Which I didn't care too much. When I went up to my room, I met a kid from Atlanta and he was about ready to eat. So the three of us went began looking for a restaurant. It was almost 8 byt his point, so a lot of places were closed. We found a restaurant which I would assume is very Polish; and fortunetly Poland isn't as international so some people don't speak English. I peronally think this is a lot more fun. We ordered our meals through pointing and guessing. I ended up getting a big turkey dinner with vegtables and a huge bowl of soap. (I didn't order the vegetables though).
Anyway, that's not excititng.
After getting back to the hostel, I wanted to check out the night scene a little. So we wandered so a neighborhood square that was pretty fantastic. There were tons of bars ranging from gothic to jazz to western. We decided on one that was pretty dark, but had a red tone to the place. Jen and I sat on a couch and had a beer. Well, I had a beer. Jen doesn't drink beer. I hate that.
Then we turned in for the night (see previous blogs for night adventures).
The next day we wandered the city. We first went south to the square we went too last night. Then we walked furtehr south to the former Jewish ghetto. I guess it use to be a seperate city of its own. We checked out a museum for the area and then went peaked into a couple of temples before walking to the Old Town Center. This area is basically everything inside teh old town walls, which still exsisted in some areas. During our excursion we popped into a few churches but couldn't see much because it was Sunday.
Krokow is a big tourist destination because it use to be the capital of "really old" Poland, and it wasn't bombed during the wars. So a lot of things are still entacted. The central square had tons of activity, including a guy with an Elvis marienette(sp?). Jen and and tehn went to the train station to try and find a train for the next day to Budepest. The only train was a night train, so we decided to drop a night in Budepest and spend an extra day Krokow. Good with me. So we got night train to Budepest and headed back to the hostel.
When we got back to teh hostel Jen and I both had to switch rooms (scheduling conflict again). But that was cool with me 'cause there wouldn't be "rukus" in my room that night. Then we hung out waiting to see if people would want to go out. We couldn't find anymore so we continued to the square we went too last night. There was a rock concert occuring on top of a building inside teh square. I won't lie, it wasn't the best thing ever. So we found a bar and had a drink. Well, I had two because I finished Jen's drink. We then found another bar in a small courtyard and had another drink.
We went to bed.
The next day was pretty chill. We got up a little later and took a tour of an abandoned salt mine in outter Krokow. It was pretty impressive. We desended 180 meters into the ground and toured different chamebrs. There were several salt statues and a lot of church chapels. One chapel was huge and had regular services. There was also a ballroom and a spa (salt is good for your lungs, apparently). All underground.
After the tour we went back to the hostel and spent the day walking around. That night we ate at a coffee shop that we visted earlier, and then did some grocery shopping for our night train. Then we returned to the hostel for a few hours of relaxation.
We now get a 12 hour train ride in an hour: headed for Budepest, Hungry.
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