Day 12 Krakow to Budapest
My last day in Krakow then the night train to Budapest,so I spent the day doing more sight seeing around the old town before leaving for the station.
As explained in a previous blog, Krakow Old Town street level over the centuaries has risen, this is due to the amount of rubbish, effluence and general detritus accumulated over the years. Rather than clear it up a new layer of cobbles would be put over the rubbish to form a new road surface. Hence, slowly the street/road levels rose.
This was discovered when the were doing some work to the main square and discovered the remains of buildings, houses shops etc at a lower level and could see by the cross sections in the earth evidence of the various street levels.
In order that this archeology wasn’t lost they dug it out and preserved it by laying a new surface over the top but allow for access to the history below. This is now a museum and is access under the Cloth Hall.
Caught a cab to the station and the taxi driver laughed at me as said it would have been quicker to walk - but he didn’t have to carry a heavy back-pack so, to my mind it was well worth the £3 it cost.
I was catching the night sleeper, a bit apprehensive but it was actually very good. Although I was in a 2 bed carriage I had it to myself - lovely jubbly! The sleeper compartment had a little sink, bottles of drinking water and chocolate muffin. The steward even brought me tea in the morning. All was fine during the night except I couldn’t find how turn the subdued light off so slept (or tried to sleep) with my head under the covers. Whoever said that the rocking motion of a train helps you to sleep was mad. The noise pulling into various stations during the night was extremely loud and the the jolt as the train pulled out again made me feel as though I was falling out the bunk but all in all much better than having to sit up all night.
Watched the early morning mist clear to a bright sunny morning as the train sped through Hungary, passing some pretty little villages pulling into Budapest at 8.30 and being met by lovely Lyn and her friend Tebor. So nice to see a familiar face after a couple of weeks.
As explained in a previous blog, Krakow Old Town street level over the centuaries has risen, this is due to the amount of rubbish, effluence and general detritus accumulated over the years. Rather than clear it up a new layer of cobbles would be put over the rubbish to form a new road surface. Hence, slowly the street/road levels rose.
This was discovered when the were doing some work to the main square and discovered the remains of buildings, houses shops etc at a lower level and could see by the cross sections in the earth evidence of the various street levels.
In order that this archeology wasn’t lost they dug it out and preserved it by laying a new surface over the top but allow for access to the history below. This is now a museum and is access under the Cloth Hall.
Caught a cab to the station and the taxi driver laughed at me as said it would have been quicker to walk - but he didn’t have to carry a heavy back-pack so, to my mind it was well worth the £3 it cost.
I was catching the night sleeper, a bit apprehensive but it was actually very good. Although I was in a 2 bed carriage I had it to myself - lovely jubbly! The sleeper compartment had a little sink, bottles of drinking water and chocolate muffin. The steward even brought me tea in the morning. All was fine during the night except I couldn’t find how turn the subdued light off so slept (or tried to sleep) with my head under the covers. Whoever said that the rocking motion of a train helps you to sleep was mad. The noise pulling into various stations during the night was extremely loud and the the jolt as the train pulled out again made me feel as though I was falling out the bunk but all in all much better than having to sit up all night.
Watched the early morning mist clear to a bright sunny morning as the train sped through Hungary, passing some pretty little villages pulling into Budapest at 8.30 and being met by lovely Lyn and her friend Tebor. So nice to see a familiar face after a couple of weeks.
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