The bubbles, the smell of bath oil, the silence, the hot water warmed me and relaxed my muscles. I was felt sick this week, had a lot of pain in my arm so I was a bit afraid I had to go back. But I don't give up that easy. Still not 100% but good enough to go to Vienna this weekend.
This week I have taken it easy. Slept a lot, spent some time with Asia and Jan the lovely couple that hosted Marcel and me. Marcel left on Tuesday, So now I am on my own again I really am not used to being alone. It is one of the reason I am traveling alone. Also because some times I feel like holding others back, because I just have to take it easy more. But still I can see the country, today I went on one of the free guided city walk tours of Krakow was very nice.
It was funny because Asia our guide told a legend that I already heard before, as you now I like legends she told allot but this one I recognized and like to share with you:
The Wawel Dragon tale takes place in Kraków during the reign of King Krakus, the city's legendary founder. Each day the evil dragon would beat a path of destruction across the countryside, killing the civilians, pillaging their homes and devouring their livestock. The dragon especially enjoyed eating young maidens, and could only be appeased if the townsfolk left a young girl in front of its cave once a month. The King certainly wanted to put a stop to the dragon, but his bravest knights fell to its fiery breath. the sacrifice of young girls, every girl in the city was eventually sacrificed except one, the King's daughter Wanda. In desperation, the King promised his beautiful daughter's hand in marriage to anyone who could defeat the dragon. Great warriors from near and far fought for the prize and failed. One day a poor cobbler's apprentice named Skuba accepted the challenge. He stuffed a lamb with sulphur and glass and set it outside the dragon's cave. The dragon ate it and soon became incredibly thirsty. He turned to the Vistula River for relief and drank and drank. But no amount of water could quench his aching stomach, and after swelling up from drinking half the Vistula river, he exploded. Skuba married the King's daughter as promised, and they lived happily ever after.
The moral of this story is of course that you should not drink too much. An advise that fits the Polish people of course! haha, have seen allot Vodka bars here.
We went to a Vodka bar, in Wroclaw Tuesday, I had 2,5 shots in 3 different tastes. haha. Cherry is nice, Pear is not so good or whatever it was. There where all these dwarfs everywhere in Wroclaw, very funny how Art can make such a statement. It became like a tourist thing, now days there are like 250. I think I've seen 20 or 30 maybe. But what I like about them is that they fit with the location, there is a drinking dwarf in front of the Vodka bar, one that gets cash out of his own bank in front of the bank and a tooth dwarf next to a dental clinic.
Krakow has a lot of tourists. I hear to much Dutch and English here.. :P Vienna will be even worse I guess. The Couch surfing meeting I went to Wednesday was very nice. The police came over because neighbors were complaining about noise... There is a law in Poland that you cannot make noise outside after 10pm. I talked all evening with an Indian guy, a French boy and a Polish girl. The Indian guy is now my host by the way, his name is Manindra and he is very kind. I feel at home because his house is as messy as mine is. :P haha. I feel a bit bad because I stayed home on Friday night but I felt so tired and I felt like just spending some time alone. Today on the walking tour made allot of pictures they will hopefully be online soon :P :)
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Peach
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