I slept a bit better my second night in Wroclaw. It rained overnight so it was a bit cooler. The neighbours were just as noisy though and then, as if to make up for all the water outside, the water in the building stopped working. By the time I’d had my breakfast, it had rumbled and sloshed back into life but it was still weedy and it tended towards the brown and bitty. No teeth-brushing for me and I had to put 48-hours of plates and knives in the dishwasher instead of washing them myself.

Then out I to Wroclaw for a few hours. There are advantages to having your own mini-flat but luggage storage is not among them. The luggage either had to be carried all the way down to the station where I’d have to figure out the lockers – if I had enough coins – or it would have to come with me. So it came with me. I headed first for the big square, mostly because I didn’t really know where else to go but partly because I was curious how different it would look by day rather than by evening. And in the square I found electric golf buggy tours. I’d seen them around and wondered how to get on one and here they were. I could see Wroclaw properly and without having to carry my luggage on my back! I ended up on a private tour (and wondering how on earth much this was going to cost!) around both squares, over to Cathedral Island via the Jesuit University, round to the newest and ugliest market square and back to the beginning. I didn’t see a lot I hadn’t already seen but I got it explained and off my feet.

When we got back, my tour guide recommended a pretzel, as they’re a thing in Wroclaw that he doesn’t think they have in Warsaw. So off I went and got a pretzel. I enjoyed the salt crystals but it did make me think, this is the only form of dry bread that it’s generally acceptable to just eat, isn’t it? If I ate a roll in the street with no cheese, people would think that weird.I did a couple of little adventures by tram, mostly just to kill time, and then headed for the station. Penultimate train, I’m off to Łódź. There was a small problem with the train, though. It was due at platform 1 at 13:55. At 13:35, the 13:02 was still sitting there, occasionally making noises like it was trying to move and then giving up with a groan. Was it going to move or was it going to be my train that moved? I went up and down between the platform and the departure board at least four times in those 15 minutes before the 13:05 finally vanished and the Łódź – well, Ełk via Łódź and Warsaw – train arrived.

Air conditioning! Large neighbour who played music so loudly even through his headphones I could sing along. It was 3 hours to Łódź and then a kilometre hike to my hotel. Such a nice hotel! How am i managing to book the nicest places for the towns I’ve only got one night in?? I should have gone out. I got as far as the Carrefour City on the next corner (Zabka immediately outside the hotel was an option but I like a Carrefour) and then came home and that was it.