Kraków

The overnight train from Prague was definitely one of the nicer train experiences we've had to date. That said, sleeping on a train is never really a great night's rest so we were feeling a little out of it by the time we arrived at our hotel in Kraków. We were grateful to be allowed an extremely early check-in - before 8am! - and napped for a couple hours before setting out for the day. The moment we stepped outside we realized we were lucky to have such great weather - it was 75 degrees and sunny! Our first stop was lunch at Milkbar Tomasza, which was near the main square and easily walkable from our hotel. Feeling energized, we walked around Rynek Glowny and checked out the various landmarks while dodging the many touts.

We can't help but be charmed by the beautiful pre-war architecture.

We can't help but be charmed by the beautiful pre-war architecture.

Alex and I are loving the huge town squares in Europe!

Alex and I are loving the huge town squares in Europe!

St. Mary's Basilica, like many of the other churches we have seen so far, was difficult to photograph because of its height!

St. Mary's Basilica, like many of the other churches we have seen so far, was difficult to photograph because of its height!

Gorgeous view of the historic sites in town center.

Gorgeous view of the historic sites in town center.

Springtime in Krakow is beautiful.

Springtime in Krakow is beautiful.

I loved the random archways we found at nearly every church nearby. (Also, my outfit should indicate just how warm it was!)

I loved the random archways we found at nearly every church nearby. (Also, my outfit should indicate just how warm it was!)

I've never seen so many priests and nuns in one area before.

I've never seen so many priests and nuns in one area before.

Deciding we really needed to maximize our time outdoors on such a beautiful day, we headed to Wawel Castle to continue our sightseeing.

Nothing beats a Medieval castle in the spring.

Nothing beats a Medieval castle in the spring.

Not the first time Alex and I have wondered if we are in a Disney fairytale.

Not the first time Alex and I have wondered if we are in a Disney fairytale.

One more of the castle grounds.

One more of the castle grounds.

I picked Drukarnia for sunset drinks based on online reviews, hoping for a great view of the city skyline at dusk. Unfortunately, the view was really just of the Vistula River and various bridges but we still enjoyed a beer while watching the sun go down.

Dusk in Krakow.

Dusk in Krakow.

Not the view we planned on, but still pretty great!

Not the view we planned on, but still pretty great!

Dinner was - naturally - at a traditional Polish restaurant called Starka where we sampled the local specialties: boneless pork knuckle and vodka. The sweeter flavored cherry and ginger vodkas were definitely more similar to an after-dinner drink; I actually enjoyed the horseradish flavor but Alex stuck to "safer" varieties. Pork knuckle has shown up quite a bit on the menus in Eastern Europe but I think the "boneless" adjective is what sold us here. I can attest to the delicious flavor and crispy skin but it is not a heart-healthy or waistline-friendly meal!

Feeling pretty full from our previous night's feast, I woke up early to go for a run - and drastically misgauged the weather! Overnight the temperature had chilled to a cool 35 degrees in the morning and I returned freezing and wide awake! Next time I will remember to check the weather report - we sort of forgot that springtime sometimes brings seemingly sudden shifts in temperatures.

Alex and I needed to continue planning the upcoming Spain leg of our trip so we gathered the computer and walked to the charming Cafe Camelot to perch for a few hours. After we refueled and felt sufficiently productive for the day, we walked to Schindler's Factory, now a museum dedicated to the history of Kraków during World War II.

The museum's visual exhibits were eerily historically accurate.

The museum's visual exhibits were eerily historically accurate.

One of the more horrifying pictures I saw - German soldiers laughing as they cut the beards off of Orthodox Jewish men.

One of the more horrifying pictures I saw - German soldiers laughing as they cut the beards off of Orthodox Jewish men.

The visual impact of the museum was very unique and we did learn a lot about Poland during the war but it was a little difficult to follow. There was also very little information on Schindler himself, which was disappointing, so I'm trying to force Alex to watch Schindler's List with me (a real uplifter, I know).  Most interesting was learning about how the people of Poland and Krakow suffered during Nazi rule. Sounds obvious now, but so much of our experience and knowledge about World War II in Europe focuses on the Holocaust and those murdered in the concentration camps that it's easy to forget all the other conquered peoples and the tragedies inflicted upon them. It has become painfully obvious that every country in Europe has a difficult past and considering the historical context for each place we visit has been important in appreciating our travel experiences.

Next to Schindler's Factory sits Krakow's Contemporary Art Museum so we briefly stepped inside to check it out. Uber-modern art is definitely not our thing but we figured "why not?" Well, we are still not modern art people. A few of the exhibits were interesting enough, but we drew the line at a doll with a raven's head perched on a branch that just screamed obscenities at an empty room.

We understood the message of this piece - paint splatters that individuals had "washed their hands of" to symbolize the various genocides committed around the world - but still don't fully appreciate art that requires such detailed explanation.

We understood the message of this piece - paint splatters that individuals had "washed their hands of" to symbolize the various genocides committed around the world - but still don't fully appreciate art that requires such detailed explanation.

Is this really art?

Is this really art?

Finished with museums for day, we walked through the Kazmirez district and ended up at Pesto, a quiet Italian restaurant for dinner.  Tomorrow we have a guided tour of Auschwitz so we are both preparing for an emotional day.