Joe and I split up so we could each explore parts of the city we’d been interested in.
I wanted to see more of the Polish countryside, so I checked out one of the rental bikes again. I headed off with a general idea of where I wanted to go, but that quickly shifted when it because clear bike paths on that route were limited. I followed a more established bike path, which eventually just turned into a thin dirt path along a river. It took only thirty minutes of biking to go from the heart of the city to remote parts.
The countryside, aside from the architecture, felt a lot like Massachusetts, something I’d noticed in Germany as well. When I’d go through stretches where there were no buildings in sight, it truly felt like I could have been biking through a town somewhere in the Northeast.
I followed the path northwest away from the city, and then back down southwest before hitting the Wisla river and following a path along the river back into the city. Once back in the city I visited the Wawel Castle, a beautiful castle with what I found to be a somewhat boring interior (I’ve never been a big fan of tapestries), but worth seeing regardless.
That night Joe and I went full in on a Polish meal. We ate more peroggies than either of us care to remember.
