It is plainly plain that there is very little for hill baggers on the plains of northern Poland. It wasn’t until I reached near Wroclaw in Lower Silesia that there was any evidence that the earth is not as flat as my feet. The other contrast with Scandinavia is there are far fewer trees – lots of big farms (collective farms of the Soviet era?) growing grain or corn.
|Wroclaw Town Hall|
Wroclaw seemed like a big working city with a lovely tourist oriented centre and rather grimmer surroundings with rather poor road surfaces at times consisting of uneven setts* and a lot of tramlines. Although I did like the way the traffic lights gave a count down to indicate when they would change colour.
*Many people mistakenly refer to setts as cobbles or cobblestones – setts are flat, whereas cobbles are rounded.
Spent a few hours wandering around the tourist centre and found Wroclaw’s nearest equivalent to Stanfords or the Cordee mapshop – the Swiat Podroznika on ul. Wita Stwosza.
Slept in a quiet side street off the Rynek square, with no hassle.