A little disclaimer: I’m half Polish, and one entire side of my family live there. So I know that I may be biased, but Kraków in Poland is one of my favourite cities. Of all time.
It’s beautiful. My favourite thing to do in Kraków is to just walk around it, with my jaw hanging open, because no matter how many times I go there (and it’s been a few now), the city never fails to take my breath away.
The old town, the castle, the Planty (the gardens surrounding the old town, where the moat used to be), the old town square. They’re all stunning, and I couldn’t wait to take Mr Man there on our recent Europe trip.
Every day, without fail, we walked around for hours gazing at all the beautiful kamienice (terraces), lost ourselves down cobblestoned alleyways, and ate breakfast at Charlotte.
If you follow me on Instagram, you’ll be very aware on that my recent holiday to Europe, I basically just ate the entire time.
Prague was, surprisingly, probably the hottest food spot on our trip. There were so many delicious bakeries, restaurants, butcher-come-cafes, street food stalls and ice cream shops that we literally did not have enough time, or space in our ever-full bellies, to visit all the ones that were on my list.
So yesterday in Paris, Mum and I didn’t actually eat any proper food. We ate pastries.
We walked around Paris for about ten hours (so I guess we burnt it all off!) and every time I saw a patisserie I made her stop so we could go inside and every time she saw a cute cafe she made me stop so she could have a cafe creme.
We went to so many patisseries. We went to Patisserie Stohrer and we went to Paul. We also stopped at quite a few little nameless patisseries that looked appealing along our way. But our favorite of all was Du Pain et Des Idees.