Our journey from Prague to Kraków wasn’t actually that bad. We only had to change trains twice and we left Shristi at Bohumín – don’t ask that’s a completely separate story. You have to ask her as she references a small town with no English speaking citizens and body bags.
As we travel by train through Europe, we often see yellow fields all over the place! A lovely lady on the train told us it was rap, and we had no idea what that was. I looked it up and discovered that it is Rapeseed, which is grown for the production of animal feed and vegetable oil for human consumption.
Our adventure continued when Amanda and I arrived at our ‘apartment’ and realised it was private accommodation and there was no such thing as reception. It was 7PM and I was starting to freak out because the average workday usually finishes much earlier and the phone number provided wasn’t connecting. Fortunately, after dragging our suitcases forever over cobblestone streets, we found an information centre and the lady there was lovely enough to contact the owner and arranged to meet us with keys in an hour.
Knowing we had a whole hour, we sat exhausted and ate all the pierogi and szarlotka we could find!
Once we were reunited with Shristi that night, we roamed the main square and heard the trumpet playing the Hejnal.
We visited the Wawel Castle that’s situated on the Wisła. There we visited the beautiful Cathedral where unfortunately photos were strictly forbidden. We also toured the treasury where all the valuables are heald including Kings swords, weapons and even gold crowns and drinking cups. The whole experience prompted a constant string of Game of Thrones references.
We once again climbed a tower, this time however it was only 100 steps. We then climbed down a fair few more steps into the dungeon of the Wawel Dragon.
The legend of the Wawel Dragon goes something like this: during the reign of King Krakus, the dragon would destroy the countryside, killing people and pillaging their homes. To calm the dragon a girl had to be left at the dragons cave for him to eat. Eventually all the girls were gone except for the Kings daughter who was promised marriage to the knight who would destroy the dragon. After much failure by others, a poor cobbler’s apprentice, Skuba stuffed a lamb with sulphur and set it outside the cave. The dragon ate it and became so thirsty that he had to drink all the water from the Wisła and eventually he swelled up and exploded. The Kings daughter married Skuba and they lived happily ever after.
So there you have it, the legend of the Wawel Dragon finally makes sense!