Usually up for a challenge, this time I knew I'd been beaten.
It's all about pronunciation you see, and my next port of call - Wrocław. If you thought it was 'Rock-law' think again.
If you understand phonetics (and why that doesn't start with an 'f' is beyond me) then this might help: [ˈvrɔt͡swaf]
Consequently, in conversation it became referred to as "that place I can't say."
I might add - this difficulty extends to a large proportion of Polish words which, quite frankly, has far too many consonants including ones that just shouldn't be beside one another. In a spirit of linguistic benevolence I think Hawaiian should donate some of its vowels to Polish.
But language aside, Wrocław turned out to be a little gem of a place. I can't vouch for its swinging nightlife or availability of extreme sports but historically and architecturally its has a pretty cool medieval old town.
And it had the BEST hostel I've yet had the pleasure of staying in. Not only was there two well stocked kitchens (including an espresso machine - see me grin), new ikea wardrobes (you'd have to have experienced hostel wardrobes to understand) playstations, wi-fi in all rooms and deoderant sprays in the toilet, but it is the only hostel I have ever seen that has a childrens playroom.
It helped alleviate the suffering from the intense cold that I am beginning to experience. Time to drag out some of the trekking thermal gear.
wrocław cathedral
wrocław cathedral too
flower sellers
wrocław main square
wrocław main square again
guess where? correct
one more
night lights
enscribed couples' padlocks signifying desires of long lasting relationships.
example of wrocław public sculpture
there's always one...
wrocław mural
wrocław theatre
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