Summer Travels 2: Krakow

 Fried cheese on the market square.

The wall of Kazimierz, the Jewish ghetto.

The Jewish cemetery. 

Paintings by Filip Kalkowski. 

Krakow was just as beautiful as I remembered but something was missing. There was no trace of that melancholy and decadence I've always loved about Poland. Except in our hostel room, wich looked like a mixture of a wooden country cottage and a storage for old furniture, mistakenly ended up in a wrong dimension inside a city house on a peaceful square.

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