Krakow was my first destination in Poland from Budapest. It was an 8 hour bus ride from Budapest, through the rural countryside of Poland and Hungary, into the city of Krakow. The main reason for dropping by Krakow was to visit the Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camp museums, located on the outskirts of the city. Despite the rather shabby entrance, it turned out to be rather pleasant and quiet. Based on appearances, I would not have guessed that Krakow is the second largest city in Poland. It seems way too quaint and peaceful. There isn’t much to see; most of the sights are located within meters of each other in the old town. As we took a nice late afternoon stroll through the main market square, we saw locals and tourists alike, ambling round and soaking up the early spring sunshine. There was a happiness in the air that sought from the ordinary, so often overlooked. The next day, our guide was telling us about the places we ought to have visited in Krakow, instead of spending half the day sipping coffee at the main plaza. In retrospect, I would not have done it any other way..