It is ancient - Beautiful - Entertaining - Educational - Fun - Original
The first time I was in Krakow, I was intent on my mission to find my family’s village and determined not to be distracted by a lot of sight seeing as a tourist. My husband and daughter were with me and my fabulous friend and translator from Warsaw, Gosia, was patiently guiding us through town after town as we investigated town hall records, libraries, phone books, and priests’ record books. There was no trace of the family name in any of the towns mentioned in family notes. My focus was rigidly fixed on my mission.
I had made arrangements to meet another guide/translator from Krakow, Joanna, who was investigating files at the Jagellonian University and other major depositories in Krakow to see if she could find any trace of my family.
Joanna and Gosia insisted we take a little time to enjoy a few of the highlights of Krakow, and so we toured Wawel Castle, the Cloth Market, we drank wine at a cafe in Kazmierz, and made a quick pass through Florianska Street past the medeival gate, and into stunning St. Mary’s church on the square. All of it was beautiful and I tried to absorb the history and information our guides were pumping into us … several hundred years being a bit too much to absorb in a day. Thankfully I had the opportunity to return several times to explore Krakow in more detail, but the experience helped me understand the way it is for most visitors who do whirlwind tours of several cities in a week and then go home.
One of my memories from that visit was of a store that was located on the square a few doors away from St. Mary’s church. It may still be there. Newspapers and magazines from all over the world were sold there. You could buy all sorts of things in numerous departments on several floors. We used the tiny old elevator with iron gate that expanded closed to reach an upper floor where there was a counter to buy time on one of several computers on a counter in a narrow alcove off the main room. Several Zlotys bought you 20 minutes of time on the computer and you waited if there were others ahead of you. It was a popular spot as there were only two “Internet Cafes” in Krakow at that time. We relied on locals to give us the location of these Internet Cafes in several cities. They were rare because computers were very new to Poland and it was before the advent of lap tops, smart phones, and computers in every home. It was September 2001 and we had just learned of the New York Twin Towers incident while we were in Warsaw. Unsure when we would be allowed to fly home, we were anxious to touch base with family and friends at home to stay up on the news. We lived in a bubble of Polish culture, language and beauty where the horrors in the US seemed unreal and so far away.