Last week, a friend of mine visited me – she is the first of my friends (apart from relatives) who fulfilled the promise almost everyone made when I moved abroad. She deserves at least a laurel wreath for that.
One night, we were walking towards the tram stop when she said: 'How cute!' When I saw what she meant I had to smile too:
For me, one of the most important characteristics of Cracow is that it can surprise me. And no matter how much ill I have spoken of the city in my post about cultural shock (
http://notsimplylooking.blogspot.com/2015/03/culture-shock.html), the majority of these surprises is positive. Or to be precise, they make me smile.