This trip marks my first experience visiting my fathers' homeland. Day one was pretty much a travel day, having left home for YYZ at noon Saturday and arriving in Frankfurt Germany at 6:10 am local time Sunday. From there a flight to Krakow had us finally arriving in Poland around 10:00 am. A 20 minute train ride from the airport to downtown Krakow then another 1.5 hour train ride from there, had us finally arriving at our hotel in Kielce around 1:00 pm Sunday (7:00 am EST).
So needless to say, we were somewhat weary travellers when we ventured out to explore the area. Giving in to our urge for a nap would have been the worst thing to do so we set out with two goals. Cold beer and a taste of the local cuisine.
Being Sunday, the local shopping district seemed desolate. |
After our refreshment and delicious pizza we continued our stroll down Henryka Sienkiewicza street only to find an outdoor market where the smell of fresh baked breads and some of the more traditional polish cuisine was intoxicating. Too bad we had just indulged in Pizza and Beer.
This market stand offered a selection traditional Polish fare including grilled kielbasa, begos and grilled pork, bacon and apple skewers. Smelled delicious! |
As we continued down the road we came across a community square and were entertained by music with the locals joining in to dance. The group of musicians reminded me a lot of FishGuts.
From what we've seen so far, Kielce seems to be a nice city with a quaint weekend market, scenic walkways and parks and of course buskers.
This gentleman was playing a Roland, electric accordion. Sounded great as he played a selection of what I thought were North American hits, like "Summertime".
But Kielce is only a convenient starting point from which to embark on our next adventure and the real reason for this trip. It's a trip of historical family discovery for brother Steve and I as we pick up our rental car and venture off to the near by village of Nieczulice, the farming community where our dad grew up.
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