Cracow by Eamon

We arrived into Krakow (or our spelling Cracow) late Sunday night, the streets as empty as a ghost town. The taxi drivers were gearing up to go home for the night until we asked if two of them would give us a ride to our hotel/apartment. After a long train ride, a very long 7 hour train ride, we were finally resting in our rooms. The best part of the night had to be the fact that there were fans in our sleeping quarters! The next day I lazily traveled down the stairs to the first floor of the hotel for breakfast. In a room you would expect to have a bed, there were 5 tables of four and a buffet of food lined down the opposite wall. Of course the entire family was already present at the far corner. After being fed a plentiful brunch we headed out to downtown. It was most definitely not the ghost town we had experienced the previous night.
We ended up taking an extremely humorous golf-cart-tour of the city. With Seamus, Colleen, and Pearse sitting in the rear of the cart waving at people and then staring them down to see how they would react. I started to join in and Seamus was under the impression that random citizens were waving to him. Then to skyrocket the humor Pearse started to yell out and wave “BYE!!!!” frantically as we passed dazed people. We learned absolutely nothing, except the fact a brother was killed so he would lose the competition, and a tower was made with a companion slightly shorter than it. We all thought that it was a weird tribute. Pearse then went for 20 minutes to wait for a statue of a dragon to breathe fire for 3 seconds. He was exceptionally happy.