In fact, it was much lovelier than I expected. Here are just a few little happy glimpses of Krakow. When we weren’t visiting Auschwitz, we were eating (and drinking) our weight in chocolate, shopping in quaint little markets, riding in a Cinderella carriage – complete with plumes for the horses, going for walking tours in the rain, visiting Oskar Schindler’s factory, watching fire dancers in the town square, and generally having a great weekend.
I feel like I just got back, and I’m leaving for Slovenia and Italy tomorrow. (I’m sorry. What?) Also – thank you, Kimberly, for pinning that fleur in my hair and for taking pictures of me that captured the happiness the fleur brought me.
Sorry to go from heavy to light subject matter – the Holocaust to hot chocolate – so quickly in the last two posts. I felt a bit of that whiplash last weekend, too. C’est la vie.
Please pray for safe travels and open eyes this weekend, and I’ll see you on Tuesday (: