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Gnomes, Locks and Other Distractions – Wroclaw Part 2 ( first posted on thebarefootfoodie.org 0n 19 Oct 2016 )

 

Gnomes, Locks and Other Distractions – Wroclaw Part 2

OCTOBER 19, 2016BAREFOOT TRAVELS, EUROPE

After getting our fix of Gnome encounters, we decided to explore the rest of Wroclaw. First off to the Grand Gothic Old Town. The strikingly prominent 13th Century Town Hall stands out among its lesser equals. As we strolled along the cobbled streets, it transported us back into time, centuries before.

The majestic Town Hall with its Astronomical Clock
The majestic Town Hall with its Astronomical Clock
Patchwork-like Buildings lining the Old Town
Patchwork-like Buildings lining the Old Town
An imposing gateway to forbidden mansions
An imposing gateway
Hang in There, Mate!
Hang in There, Mate!
This historic pub and restaurant is located in the Old Town Hall. It claims to be the oldest in Poland
This historic pub and restaurant is located in the Old Town Hall. It claims to be the oldest in Poland
I just love the architecture, the colours and the charm of these old buildings!
I just love the architecture of these old buildings!

At the end of the Old Town, we took a scenic walk along the banks of the river, accompanied by the lilting strains of birdsong and leaves rustling gently in the wind.

Banks of the idyllic river
Along the banks of the idyllic river

Just before the bridge crossing, we saw a most enterprising man setting up stall to entice gullible tourists. Yes, we fell for it, hook, line and sinker.

Renewing our vows after....uhm...many many years
Renewing our vows after….uhm…many many years
The key is cast into the deep blue river
The key is cast into the deep blue river
Some nimble climbers made it up here
Some nimble climbers made it up here
Tumbski Bridge of locks overlooking Cathedral Island
Tumbski Bridge of locks overlooking Cathedral Island

The next part of our exploration of Wroclaw took us to another part of the city where we gawked at the awe-inspiring sculpture masterpiece by Jerzy Kalina called the Monument to the Anonymous Passerby ( shortened simply to ” Passage ” ) There are 14 statues depicting an era of martial law in Poland in the 1980s where people went underground or vanished, and later returning ( whether in human or other form ). Photos do not do it justice, so I did the best I could in different angles and perspective.

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With that, our  day trip in Wroclaw comes to an end and we journey onward to new frontiers and territories.

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