Bring me interesting borders – I love them. Poland’s main ski resort of Zakopane in the High Tatras has some fabulous wooden villas, quite unlike anything we’ve seen elsewhere in Poland. Sadly many have fallen into disrepair, and become crowded in as new hotels are built in the gardens of once grand residences. The town […]
Author: Kelvin Collins
Krakow, Auschwitz, Poland. Part 3.
Leaving Wroclaw. Early Sunday morning. Few people are out. And Polly is happy to walk. We wander down the modern bank of the Odra river, where the multimillion pound offices of the big consultancy firms and solicitors look out across the water towards the old town. The landscaping of all of the modern areas we’ve […]
Poznan and Wroclaw. Poland. Part 2.
Still in Gdansk. I can’t get enough of this city. Beyond the Old Town there’re the sparkling new shopping centres that deliver a fully modern retail experience in a relatively compact space. The Old Town itself seems to keep giving more, and this morning the sun was bright and the sky blue making for much […]
Gdansk, Torun and more. Poland. Part 1.
We’re parked up on a bit of the yet to be developed waterside of Gdansk. In one direction there’re the pumping beats of a warehouse party. Polly and I poked down a few dodgy dark alleys, but couldn’t find the way to the excellent sound system that was trying so hard to lure us in. The […]
A spin through Lithuania, including beautiful Vilnius.
I was robbed! At a weak moment I agreed to skip the 350km journey to Mark Rothko’s birthplace museum/gallery which would have been our last jaunt in Latvia. I’m no art aficionado. I can’t pretend to understand a lot of what I see. However Rothko’s work was the first abstract art that I loved with […]
Latvia. Riga and so much more.
Waking at Salaspils. After sleeping in the car park of the most eerie Salaspils Monument you’d think the day would have to get better. I wanted to wander around the monument after dark. Polly had other ideas and put the brakes on big time as I started walking her in the direction of the beating […]