Our campshite toilets where the previous night a terrifying black shape hurled itself towards me as I turned from the urinal, Alex opened the door in shock (unisex toilets). It's morning.. and the same thing happens.. yet this time she recognises the terrifying black shape as a kitten, ha.
I don't think this will hold it..
Leaving in the rain.
A harrowing day at Auschwitz, Poland. The old concentration camps rooms filled to the top with shoes and spectacles was a truly haunting experience.
Into the suburbs of Krakow and we find ourselves the only customers of a very fancy looking basement restaurant. It's crazy cheap..