I thought for a long time whether to describe these unusual places? Especially then there is nothing to write about, except for sheer delight, reaching a complete stupor.
I always wanted to visit Poland and especially Krakrva. Obviously, the romance of G. Senkevich's books "The Crusaders" and "The Flood" played a role. Or maybe the eventful history of Poland.
I didn't want to go. A polite middle-aged driver who took us to the railway station wished us a happy journey, and then said: "Come back! You're not evacuated, are you? " By Paris, the mood improved a little.