Arriving in Krakow was no other than a joyous occassion. After dealing with the feeling of being a lonely outsider in Lublin, the familiar sound of the English word on every street corner in Krakow was oh-so-sweet. Seriously, the only word I got in English from the 2 days prior was “5 o’clock” when I got this mysterious “5 o’clock. Tak.” phone call at 4:45 am the day I had to get to the train at the crack of dawn. I didn’t quite know if he was giving me a wake up call, or if he had already called a taxi for me. I had to book it down the stairs only to find out he hadn’t yet called a taxi. Dude, get a watch.
It seems that anyone I talked to before my trip that knew about Poland ranted and raved about Krakow. “You will love it,” they said, and after being here for only a day I can in fact say, “Yes, I love it.” Krakow is more than just a major tourist stop… It is a big city full of life. The town center is full and festive with people celebrating the holiday weekend. Within minutes of exiting the train yesterday, I was in sight of Krakovians walking down the streets with their Easter baskets of bread pushing children in strollers holding baskets full of candy. (I later learned that they have to take their baskets to the church to be blessed before Easter.) It was an exciting thought to be in such a festive location for the holiday.
And just how did I celebrate my Easter Sunday? I woke up at around 7:00 am – that was when the 8 Spanish guys in my room got home from going out last night – and went downstairs for the hostel’s attempt at a typical and traditional Polish breakfast. Unfortunately, there was not enough to go around, so I decided to make my way to the city center to take photographs and join in the festivities. Everyone was out and about, so when in Rome… er… Krakow… You know the saying. I snatched up some amazing mystery pastry and a cup of hot wine (my new winter favorite!) and made-believe I was Polish for a few hours (minus the insane amount of blatent public drunkeness at early hours of day).
I also made sure to take some random video so you lovely people back home can pretend to be Polish, too, even if it is just for a few minutes. Enjoy!
The Sights & Sounds of a Polish Easter Sunday from Brooke Schoenman on Vimeo.