Bleary eyed, but all cosy in our assortment of Christmas jumpers, we bundled into a somewhat dubious looking taxi and headed to Liverpool airport. Next stop , Krakow. First we had to get through security, who looked somewhat bemused with our jumpers, well one did have flashing lights on it! There was then time for some breakfast before boarding. Once we were all settled on the plane the flight went relatively smoothly apart from a little boy in front of us deciding to keep dropping his toys on us, one even landed in a drink! Although, I am not sure if it was by accident or a very good aim.
We then ventured through security at Krakow airport and jumped in a taxi to the hotel situated in the Jewish Quarter.
It was lovely, with massive rooms, but there wasn’t much time to explore as we had some Christmas markets to go and enjoy. We eventually found our way after a very helpful tourist information lady who, once we discovered what the polish word for thank you was, then had to listen to all sorts of mispronunciation as we headed back outside and off to the markets.
We then arrived at a huge beer barrel with a person inside serving mulled wine.
We then moved on to a vodka bar, well we were in Poland after all, and stayed there for the rest of the night before working our way back to the hotel. Somewhat a little slower than our journey to the square!