A Scary Hostel Room in Weimar

When I arrived at my hostel in Weimar, I checked in, got the keys & headed to my room. I opened the door & was taken aback when these scary monster pictures were drawn all over the walls.

Ooohhh...I have trouble sleeping at times, & I also have a tendency to sleepwalk. Luckily, I managed to get a couple of good nights of sleep regardless of my room mates.

One Night in Dresden

I finally managed to find my way to the A&O hostel I’d booked. Fairly near to the station (500m), it was a good location for a one night stay.
Up till 12:30 writing on my notebook, I still managed to get up fairly early for breakfast. I planned to spend about 3 hours in the old part of town before my train trip at just before 2pm.
So, off I went, jumped on a tram, & found myself amongst old buildings in about 10 mins. And all I did then was wander. There were heaps of tourists about, many of them looked retired - it was as if Dresden was one big retirement village.
I bought a postcard from a little shop & the guy was a complete grump & yelled at me when I asked him how much it cost. I told him he should cheer up & not be so grumpy - his look said he didn’t like me.
Again, another town with extensive renovation work going on in peak tourist season - just don’t get that at all. And many of the sites were either closed or had a quite expensive entrance fee.

Warsaw to Krakow

I was excited to be heading off to Krakow as I’d heard many good things about the city. Up bright & early, I had my last fun little ride on the Westin lift, then walked about 15 mins to the train station. Strange, even though there is one platform, ‘Peron 4’ for example, there are two sides to the platform & you can’t really tell which side your train will be arriving. So I asked a couple of locals, then just followed the crowd. And thankfully I managed to get on the right train.
The train trip was smooth sailing & time when by really quickly as I chatted the whole time with a Finnish guy called Peter who happened to be married to an Australian woman & who now lived in Prague. He was a travel photographer & had some fascinating insights into the places he’d been to, especially their peoples. So there were lots of things to discuss.
When I got off the train, I eventually found the tourist info centre from where I got directions to my hostel, The Secret Garden. It was based close to the ‘Jewish Ghetto’, so I jumped on a tram & rode the 5 stops south. I had a private room - no more dorms (twice is enough) - so when I got there I could spread out a bit before heading on my first tour.