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CRACOW |
Autumn 2010 |
We get up around six in the morning. At 7 our taxi
comes to collect and bring us to the Rotterdam Central Railway Station.
From there
the Fyra high speed train takes us in
25 minutes to Amsterdam Airport Schiphol. We have coffee at Starbucks and do
some shopping. Our Austrian Airlines
flight takes off at 9.50
uur for Vienna. There we arrive on time at 11.20am. We have just enough
time to grab a bite and go to the lavatory, as we are called to the
gate at 12 noon for our connecting fligt to Cracow. It takes another 40
minutes before we get in the bus that drives to our aircraft. The DeHaviland
jetprop of Austrian Arrows (a Austrian Airlines subsidiary) flies us in
less than an hour to John Paul II airport of Cracow. Snow is falling down on us and temperatures are
around freezing point. In the arrivals hall we buy a train ticket from
a vending machine for the train to downtown Cracow (16 Złoty
for two persons). A shuttle bus to the train station is waiting outside
the terminal. The bus ride takes only a few minutes. We transfer to a
train ready for departure. At first it moves very slowly through the
snow covered Polish landscape, but as soon as it joins the main network
it picks up speed and delivers us in central Cracow in around a quarter
of an hour. From the station it is a five minute walk to our hotel:
Francuski. It is a rather grand affair, but a bit outdated. After a
short break we venture into the old town. We have coffee and cake at
the intimate café Camelot and walk on towards the main square, the
Rynek Glówny. There is a Christmas market going on
around the market hall. The hall is called Sukiennice. This one of
the most striking sights of the country. It is a 14th century cloth
hall, which has been remodeled in the 16th century. These days it
fittingly functions as a covered market where traders try to sell a
mixture of souvenirs and genuine Polish craftwork. On both sides of the
building collonades have been added in the 19th century to add some
grandeur. The other buildings around the square are nicely lit. After a
round over the market and the hall we go to the
Church of Our Lady
Mary (Mariacki).
This is a splendid 13th century church. Traditionally it was the
merchants church. The two romanesque towers are different in shape and
height. The North tower was used as watch tower.
For a visit to the
church we have to buy a ticket in an information office across from the
church and enter via the tourist entrance. There is a separate entrance
for prayer.
Inside the church the altar piece has been opened because of a service that is
going on and we can admire the medieval woodcarving by the Nuremburg
Master Veit Stoss, depticting scenes from the life of Christ (Annunciation,
Nativity, Admiration, Resurrection, Ascension and Pentecost). We are
lucky to hear the organ being played. After the church we hope to find
a nice bar for a drink, but most of them have not really got started
yet. We end up in an Irish pub amidst a group of English men on a
binge. No doubt they flew in here on one of those budget flights, who
have discovered a new market now Prague is getting too expensive.
At night we dine at at Miod Malina, a fine restaurant not far from the Main Square. Fortunately we have made a reservation this afternoon, as the place is filled to capacity. We have a good dinner. Erik has Polish specialties: Pirogie and a sauerkraut dish with sausage. I stick to lamb cutlets.
After dinner we walk back to the hotel via the christmas market.
Weather: snow showers and temperatures around freezing point.
We have breakfast in the spacious breakfast
lounge. There is wide range of all sorts of breakfast food. After
breakfast we walk to the main square and have coffee at grand
café Noworolski inside the Market Hall. After
coffee in the classic café we visit the Adalbert Church,
on the square. It is a small domed church, the oldest surviving
building in the city, built in the 11th century. The church is a
century older than the square itself. We continue to the 14th century
Barbara
Church just behind the Maria Church on the Small Rynek. There
is a Mass in progress and that is our luck, because the church is
rarely open to the public. The church is filled with faithful. We
observe the service from the entry portal. During the partition of
Poland, the Austrians took over the Mariacki church and this church was
the only place left to worship in Polish. We walk around a bit over
the smaller Market Square and on to the Church of the Holy
Cross.
This is a quaint early gothic church from the 15th century. It is very
simple on the outside. Inside a palm shaped pillar supports most of the
roof. 15th and 16th century murals have been restored in the 19th
century by the Cracow artist Stanislaw Wyspianski. We
walk back to the Main Square to hear the 10am bugle signal. This is
homage to the watchman who sounded the alarm during a medieval storming
of the city by the Tatars. The signal or hejnał,
was a sign to close the city gates. During this signal he was hit by an
arrow. These days the alarm sound is reapeated into all directions
every hour and abruptly ends half way through the melody. [Listen
to the
hejnał]. A bit further down is the Dominican monastery and
church. During our visit a mass is about to start. We can have
a look at some of the chapels like the Hyacinth chapel and the chapel
of the
Myzskowski
family.
There are loads of worshippers, which makes you feel less at ease
making pictures. We carry on to
St Peter and
Paul church. Here is the grave of the missionary Skarpa. He
came to Cracow in 1590 to head off the upcoming protestant movement. It
is a nice baroque church with lots of devout believers. In front of the
church is a row of statues representing the twelve apostles. We walk
further down Grodzki Street to the Wawel hill. The Wawel
hill is a 228 meter high hill on the banks of the river Wisla, on
which a number of historic buildings have beeen built. We walk up and
collect a ticket for state rooms of the
royal castle. Cracow was Poland's capital until 1596. King Sigismund III Waza
moved the capital to Warsaw at the unification of the country with
Lithuania.
Today
it is a Sunday and access to the buildings is free. For the state rooms
a maximum number of visitors per day has been set. We have to hand our
daypack at the cloak room. We have to pass through a metal detector and
my camera bag is being x-rayed. The rooms are nice and adorned with
furniture and tapestries, paintings and frescoes. Funny is the Audience
Hall with the heads of ordinary Cracowians staring down at us from the
ceiling. After this visit we go for lunch at an Italian restaurant
La Campana. After lunch we walk
back up the hill to visit the
Cathedral.
This bishop's church was once the seat of Karól Wojtila, the later pope,
and was built in the 14th century at the site of a first church
from 1020. The cathedral is magnificent and the base for many Polish
royal tombs. Unfortunately photography is prohibited. Centrepiece
is the silver plated sarcopahgus fo St Stanislaw, a bishop, who has
aperently been murdered . The sarcophagus is 17th century. The
bones of Stanislaw
have been laid to rest here in 1253, after which it
became a popular pilgrim destination. Nicest of the chapels is the
Sigismund chapel with its Italian wood carvings. We go outside again to
the tomb with the grave of Józef Pilsudski, the
first president of a independent republic of Poland and became a
non-official head of state until his death in 1935. Opposite his grave
is - controversially so - the tomb of Lech Kaczinski and his wife, the impopular
president , who was killed in a plane crash in 2010. A long line of
Poles moves slowly past the two grvaves.
We descend again to the old town and walk on through the park towards the university area. We visit the university museum inside the Grand College. Many academic artefacts are on show here, like instruments owned by Copernicus, and funily enought the cinema prizes won by Andrzej Wajda, an Oscar being among them. In the courtyard a mechanical clock has been fitted in 1999 from which the carved figures of King Władysław Jagiełło and koningin Jadwiga emerge every hour. Unfortunately we miss it by a couple of minutes.
We walk back to the hotel and take a break. After that we head out into the cold for a cocktail at the Paparazzi bar. Next is dinner at Wierzynek at the Main Square. It is pricy and the food is not so special. The view on the square on the other hand is priceless.
After another break in the hotel we go out again for a drink in one of the many cellar bars of Cracow. We land in Klub RE. The entrance is somewhat hidden in a courtyard, where a stairwell leads us downstairs. Inside we meet a relaxed atmosphere under the vaulted ceiling.
Weather: scattered clouds and some sun shine. Slight frost.
We get up a bit early at 6.45. The world outside
is totally white. There is a thick layer of snow on the streets and
rooftops of no less than 30 cm. After breakfast we wade through the
snow to the bus station behind the train station. For 10 zł each we buy
a single ticket to
Oświęcim, or
Auschwitz. A word, even after 65 years, that is still
synonimous to the worst that mankind has ever produced. The bus leaves
at 8.25 from platform G1. The bus a aged tour bus, but still going
strong. The heating works in waves, so we get hot and cool every 20
minutes or so. After an hour and a half we arive at the “Muzeum”,
a place that was once a living hell for over a million people. We start
with a hot drink in the canteen and then join the English language tour
that is about to start. For 72 zł we get a receiver and a
headset just in time before the guide sets of. We tune to channel 1 and
hear our guide loud and clearly. We start at the famous entry gate with
the cynical slogan “Arbeit macht Frei” (Work sets you free) and
walk into the concentration camp, that served as a Polish barracks
before the German occupation. At first it was used as a penintentiary
faclity for "political prisoners" from Poland, but from 1941 onwards it
became a labour and extermination camp primarily for Jews. We visit a
number of buildings with photo exhibitions about the history and
practices of the Auschwitz camp and nearby Birkenau, also named
Auschwitz II. A few of the blocks have remained in tact, among which
block 11, the prison block, where people were tortured and punished, in
connection with escape attempts or resistance against the guards.
Most
staggering are the standing cells in which up to 4 people had to spend
the night standing up. In this block the first experiments with the
poisonous gas Zyklon B were carried out. Another block exhibits the
tangible proof of the Nazi crimes. Most of it are the personal
posessions of the killed prisoners. Mountains of shoes, artificial
limbs, teeth, spectacles, suit cases, tooth brushes and god knows what,
which was take off the prisoners at arrival. In this camp Josef Mengele
carried out his perverted “medical” experiments on primarily Jewish and
Roma twins. The visit to Auschwitz 1 ends with a visit to the gas
chambers and crematorium. As this gas chamber was also used as a
bunker, it was not destroyed during the Nazi withdrawal from Poland in
1945, as they have been in Birkenau camp. The chamber is a converted
ammonition bunker with holes in the roof through which pellets of
Zyklon B were thrown down. Next to it are the ovens for the burning of
the corpses. In 1943 the capacity of the ovens was insufficient to burn
all the bodies and bodies were then burned in large dug holes in the
ground. The stench of this must have been smelled in the wider area
around. Next to the gas chamber a gallow has been erected to hang the
camp commander Rudolf Höss in 1947.
After that we board the shuttle bus to Birkenau, some 3 km away. Compared to Birkenau Auschwitz was a 5-star hotel survivors have said. The blocks for the men we made of wood and do not shield agains the cold at all. On a cold winter day like this it is as cold inside as it is outside. The people spent the night in three story high bunk beds with up to 10 peole sharing a berth. People could only sleep on their side. Many Jews never got to the sleeping blocks, because that had been deemed "useless" and condemned to die in the gas chambers. All children and elderly met this fate. From the others only the strongest were selected for hard labour. Often enough this was a prolongued suffering, not rarely ending in death on account of exortion, sickness or starvation.
The railway leading into the camp is an impressive
sight. The lead to the selection platforms. Most of the men's blocks
have been demolished. Only stoves and chimneys remain. Because of lack
of materiel and time most of the men's blocks are built of cheap wood.
Most of the women's blocks are still standing. The crematoria of
Birkenau have been destroyed when the Russian Red army was approaching.
Funnily enough the nazi's were very interested in destroying the proof
of destruction and genocide. The Russians only met 7,000 prisoners when
the moved in.
The rest,
tens of thousands of people, had been taken by the Nazi's on death
marches to Germany. At the far end of the camp area a plaque
commemorates in Dutch the death of the victims. We walk back a
kilometre to the entrance. It has been snowing for a while now and it
is freezingly cold. Imagine to stand here in this kind of cold with
only a pair of striped pyjamas and some wooden shoes, doing 12 hours of
hard labour every day.
At 2pm the shuttle drives back to Auschwitz 1. We grab a bite in the canteen. It is not memorable as lunches go. At 2.50pm we hop on the bus to Cracow. The journey takes a bit longer than on the way out and we get to the bus station at 5pm. In the hotel we relax a bit before we head for a pizzeria just outside the old town: Mamma Mia on Karmelizka ul. Fine pizza for next to nothing.
Later that night we have a drink at Swięta Krowa, a cellar bar n Florianska ul. The entrance is somewhat hidden in an gateway, connectint the street and the courtyard. Inside is a relaxed atmosphere with jazz music in the background. We have a beer and some Polish honey wodka.
Weather: snow and just above freezing.
We go down to the hotel lobby and wait for
our guide from Crazy Guides for our
Communism Tour. At 9.30 our guide Joanna enters the
lobby. She is 26 year old girs who knows communist rule in Poland only
for her parents' stories. We squeeze ourselves into the Trabant and are
on our way.
It
is so cold and the car's heating so bad the the windows freeze up on
the inside of the car. With typical Trabant motor hum in our ears we
drive out of the city centre towards Nova Huta. This
is a Stalinist model town, built in the late 1940s outside Cracow
proper around - at the time - the largest steel mill in the world. Only
half of the city plan was built according to a strictly symmetrical
grid. Large avenues make up a (semi) star radiating from the central
square, now named after Ronald Reagan. The Red Rose Avenue divides the
town in two equal parts. We first go to the café and restaurant
Stylowa, which in the earlier days was strictly for party
faithful only. Its interior is unchanged since the 1970s. Over coffee
Crazy Guide Joanna explains us the history of the founding of Nova Huta
and its development since. Nova Huta was - according to our guide
at least - as a communist counterweight against the catholic, academic
and rebellious Cracow. There is no other logic for choosing this site
for a steel mill. The earth holds no iron ore, there are no coal mines
nearby for heating fuel and it is not situated on a important river or
railway line. The heavy industry that uses the steel is hundreds of
miles away in other parts of Poland. The construction workers were
recruited among the poor peasants in the region with promisses of
well paid jobs and life long free housing. The story ends with the
emergence of the Solidarity Trade Union in the 1980s, martial law under
General Jaruzelski and the estblishment of democratic rule in 1989.
After the talk we walk to the Central Square. This is where Nova Huta's
elite lived. All workers were equal, but some were more equal than
others. On the square is still one of the original shops with its
classy interior design. This shows that the model citizens of Nova Huta
were privileged compared to Cracovians. The large Lenin statue has been
removed from the Rose Avenue in 1989. It was bought by a Swedish
Millionaire and is now on display in a theme park near Gothenburg.
For Polish standards the workers who lived
here had it good. Their entire life could be lived without leaving the
town. Their appartments were small, but equipped with all modern
comforts like a hot shower and central heating - unknown in Poland in
the 1950s. The tramway line that connects Nova Huta with Cracow since
the mid 1950s was meant for Cracovians to enable them to admire the
workers paradise and to go
shopping
in the model shops. We carry on to the steal mill - the reason of the
town existance. At the time of its construction it was the largest in
the world. The industrial complex is immense in its size. It covers
three times the area of the town and there over 300 km of railway
tracks on its grounds. The mill was a major polluter of both water and
air. In the wider area around it the air use to be heavy with fumes and
Nova Huta's artificial lake was unfit for swimming, just as the
agricultural lands around were unfit for producing food. The mill is
now owned by
ArcelorMittal from India. 80%
of the installations have been shut down. Only 7,000 of the original
40,000 workers still work here, but output is still 40% of the old
production levels. This means that productivity has increased
enourmously. The mill is no longer named after Lenin, but after a
Polish steel engineer called Tadeusz
Sendzimir. We pass a veterans museum, where a Russian tank (T34)
is stationed in front of the entrance. Next stop is the large
Catholic church of the town, the Arka Pana. In the original
city plan for
Nova Huta
there was no space for religion and therefor there were no churches.
After years of protest and open air masses the authorities had to
yield. The inhabitants built a church themselves in their spare time,
to a design by Wojciech Petrzyk in
1977. The then arch bishop of Cracow Karol Wojtila laid the first
stone. The church is full of biblical and catholic symbolism. The
design is modernist and clearly inspired by the works of Le Corbusier,
the Swiss patriarch of modernist architecture. Although the church is
devoted to the virgin Mary it lends its name - Arka Pana = Ark of
the Lord - to Noah's Ark. After the church visit our tour is over and
Joanna drives us back to our hotel.
In the afternoon we take the tramway line 10 to
Kazimierz.
We buy a ticket for 2,50 zl at the kiosk at the tram stop and ride to
the former Jewish Quarter. Since
1495
a sizeble Jewish communitgy lived here. The Nazis have destroyed this
community completely. In 1941 the Jews are relocated to the Podgorodce
district and the Synagogues were desacrated. Only a third of the Jews
survived the Holocaust, among them several hundreds who were saved by Oscar Schindler. He
put these people on a list of indispensable workers for his enamelling
factory. Stephen Spielberg made his award winning movie Schindler's List
in 1993 and filmed here on loaction in Kazimierz. Waves of
emigration after the war decimated the jewish population even further.
Today the synagogues have been renovated and the district has had a
makeover turning it into a lively night spot with several restaurants
with Jewish menus and themes. We go for lunch in the Arka Noego
restaurant (Noah's Ark).
After lunch we walk to the New Cemetery, which replaced the old one
when it was full in the late 18th century. We walk back to the ul. Szeroka
and visit the
Remu’h synagoge
founded in 1553. The synagogue is well restored and is the only one
still in use as a place of worship. Behind this synagogue is the old
cemetary.
We walk on to the
Old Synagogue
from 1557,
the oldest still standing Jewish religious building in Poland.
Unfortunately this synagogue is closed on Tuesdays. It is now a Jewish
cultural centre. We carry on to the High Synagogue. Situated over shops
this prayer hall from 1550 was also destroyed by the Germans, but
restored in the 1990s and now functions as an exhibition space. The
Hebrew texts on the walls can be recognised here and there. At the
moment there is a collection of photos on display showing everyday
jewish life in Poland at the start of the 20th century.
We carry on to the
Isaac Synagoge. It
was founded in 1630 by a Jewish banker Isaac Jakubowicz. This one too
was desacrated by the Nazis, but has been restored twenty years ago.
There are plans to reinstate it as a working synagoge.
We escape the cold by entering the café Alchemia, an old world café on the Plac Nowy, where you can enjoy coffee and cake or something stronger in a oak wood decor. Intimate and dark with an authentic feel. After that we brave the cold again, take the tramway back to the hotel. Later on we go out again for a beer in the bar Vis-ŕ-Vis on the Main Square. It is sort of artistic hangout, with jazz music in the background, where you can sip your drink with a view on the busy square. On the walls poster size jazz stars look down on us.
At night we have dinner at Copernicus in the hotel by the same name. Celebrities like Andrzej Wajda, Roman Polanski and Helmut Kohl went there before us. A prime restaurant therefor with food and service to match. I have starter with venison paté, followed by veal sirloin with truffles and a Sabayon as a dessert. The latter is a foamy wine sauce, in this case mixed with citrus fruit and cane sugar. Erik starts with goat cheese covered with beet root on a grilled eggplant. Followed by pork tenderloin with Polish Kasha (buckweat porridge) and balsamico and as a desert white chocolate mousse with cookies.
Weather: -5 degreest. Clear skies.
After breakfast we walk to the main square for
cappucino at Café Noworolski. After coffee we walk to the
Wyspianski museum, that we are unable
to find right away. We have a look at the exhibition devoted to the
painter, designer and writer who was important for the Young Poland
movement in the arts. A creator of Gesamtkunstwerke (universal
work of art) with a impressionist slant. Besides paintings we also see
designs for stained church windows, furntiture, stage dress and props.
The museum has two floors and after 45 minutes we have seen it all. We
walk around the centre in the freezing cold. There is strong wind which
adds considerably to the windchill factor. We have another coffee at
Coffee Company before we head back to the hotel. We get our things and
walk to the station. We buy a ticket for the train to the airport (8zl
each). The train leave at 12.30
and 18 minutes later we are at the airport. The free shuttle bus brings
us to Terminal 2. Our flight to Vienna leaves at 3.25, so we have
lots of time on our hands. After a while the information screen tells
us that our flight has been delayed to 4.15. That makes our connection
in Vienna virtually impossible. Austrian has thought of that. They give
us a new itinerary with a connecting flight at 8pm. But as all flight
in and out of Vienna are delayed
we
might even make our original connection, we are told. That hope is
washed away when we hear that our flight has been cancelled. We have to
reclaim our bags and check with the LOT
transfer desk. I go straight to the transfer desk while Erik claims the
bags. I am second in line but rebooking is such a time consuming job
that it takes more than 20 minutes before it is my turn. The weather
has changed for the worse and I am advised to rebook to a flight
tomorrow afternoon via Munich. It takes like forever before I get a new
ticket for the 1.05 flight to Munich. The system is very complicated.
Data are printed out and then feeded into computer again.
At another counter we are offered hotel accommodation in a Novotel in Bronowice, on the outskirts of Krakau. Tomorrow we will be collected at 11am. In the hotel we get two hotel rooms (!), because two men in one room is to weird for the minds of the receptionists. We are allowed to eat and drink in the hotel for 100zl at Lufthansa's expense. It has been a tiring afternoon and we have made no progress whatsoever. In spite of all the adverse weather conditions the service of the Star Alliance airlines (Austrian, Lufthansa and LOT) has been exemplary. We go to bed early.
Weather: -11 degrees. Heavy snowfall in the afternoon.
We sleep in until 8am and have breakfast in the hotel. We hang around in our hotel rooms when our taxi is outside waiting at 10.40am. With another passanger we are driven to the airport. After a while we are informed that even this flight to Munich is delayed until 2pm. Our very tight 30 minute connection in Munich is now impossible. The plane lands here at 1.30 and by 2pm we are airborn. The flight goes smoothly and we arrive at 3.15 in Munich. At Lufthansa's selfservice ticketing machine we can print boarding passes for our connecting flight, thus avoiding almost immeasurably long queue in front of the transfer desk. We have what we need within seconds. We have been rebooked for a flight at 7.15. The 4.55 is apperently fully booked. Despite the weather problems Lufthansa shows that it has got its act well together. Again we have several hours of waiting ahead of us. We kill the time with shopping, waiting, reading and eating. Our flight to Amsterdam is delayed, because it has left behind schedule from Marseilles. When the aircraft arrives we have to wait for the crew that is delayed on a flight coming from Moscow. Apperently the weather is playing havoc with air trafic all over Europe. In the end we depart more than an hour late from Munich to Amsterdam. When we get there, our luggage is first of the baggage belt and we manage to get on the 10.40 high speed train to Rotterdam. Around 11.15 we are home.
Weather: in Cracow -2 degrees and sunny. In Munich -5 and cloudy. In Rotterdam -2 and cloudy