Was that Poland?

As I write this I'm sitting up in bed in Budapest.

From the top of the page down are the St Anthony Church in Kracow from the 12th Century, Mammoth bones from the cathedral in Krackow - people used to think they were the bones of dragons and finally from Bar Bla-bla in Warsaw, just a few beers being consumed.

We've spent the past couple of days in Poland, mostly in Warsaw and Krackow but have been too busy to even get to an internet connection and write this all up, so I'll just give a very brief run-down before I shut off the lights and go to bed.

We spent our first couple of nights in Warsaw where we toured the city, looking at the various monuments. The Poles are big on monuments, and to be fair they have plenty of depressing history to monumentalise.

We've been to Auschwitz, a 700-year-old salt mine near Krackow (or Krackov as the locals pronounce it), the meticulously recreated town centre of Warsaw where destrtruction of the city was at about 85% by the time the Germans were through with the place and the really charming medieval heart of Kracow. Today we left Poland (with an 08:00 shot of honey vodka courtesy of the tour director along with POLISH DONUTS) and came to Hungary via Slovakia which latter place everyone thought very pretty; it was snowing lightly as we had lunch which excited we Australians on the tour, but the Canadians were hardly impressed by at all. Oh, and Amy got to pat a dog which made her day - Amy likes dogs, but the feeling is not always reciprocated.

I'll write some more tomorrow - it's time for bed now and I'm really needing the sleep!