RGB gave us a lift to the airport en route to his meeting with the Cult, and with the airport being relatively quiet we were able to check in through Easy Jet, and then through security at the double. Headed to Wetherspoons for a full breakfast which was surprisingly good - big improvement and a lovely new bar / restaurant.
Flight was on time, we had room and a nice flight over to Krackow, then having beaten Sandra and William who were coming via Warsaw walked round to the tiny T2 for the incoming domestic flight which was bang on the button.
Taxi to the hotel. Crown Piast a five star, set in lovely parklands, however, great big roudabout being built with stupid congestion around us. Our Bellboy, Honey, was from Egypt, and knew several of the staff from the Savita Resort and spa.
Rooms are lovely, there is a spa somewhere but we have not found it yet
Quick changew and into town by taxi - big concern is that this hotel is fabulous but far too far from the centre of the town.
Dropped off in the main square and as we were famished stopped for something to eat , BUT , believe it or not the boys we were sitting beside were from Scotland and two of them had been in The Mercat Bar last night, and were going back there on Sunday afternoon off their flight home to see the football. So to Kerrin Duncan, who is getting married, all the best, David, Jingsy, Fraser, Andy, and the boys - hopefully RGB and Sir Christopher will OK after them on Sunday,
Wandered about the centre which is lovely, especially in the sun, spotted a couple of tots having a great feats with their candy floss. Got ourselves booked in for two trips on Saturday to the prison camps and the salt mines.
A few beers, some pastries for the girls, and after a long day on the road home to the hotel for a shower and a nightcap.
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