Krakow

Well last night i decided to go for a walk around the city and go for a drink. i popped into this very cool bohemian bar. There weren't any tables available or any free bar stools at the bar so i sat at the end of the bar where there was only bar stool that was left which was situated right next to the red bull fridge dispensar thing that was on the bar. There was also a rotating fan right next to it. The bartendar couldn't see me because the fan and the red bull fridge were blocking his view. i tried to get his attention but was unsuccesful, everytime i raised my hand the fan blew in my face, i was like this is not fun. finally some woman saw me struggling to get his attention and she pointed at me. he asked me what i wanted and i asked for a glass of wine. then 2 minutes later i see i glass of wine pop up from under the fan, i guess he couldn't bother finding me and knew i was around there somewhere behind the fan and the red bull fridge. after making a bit of a nuisance out of myself, i sat there and enjoyed my glass of wine. There was some guy at the other end of the bar that saw i was alone and was trying to make eye contact with me through the fan, i was like no buddy, sorry, ain't gonna happen. After i finished my glass of wine i walked around the city and popped into a cafe to have a beer. it was a small cafe so it was obvious i was alone and a foreigner. i asked for a beer and grabbed some magazines they had on the shelf for people to read while they drink. well i sat down with my beer and read a Cosmopolitan magazine 2002 front to back in Polish. It was obvious i didn't read polish i was kind of just looking at the pictures. I think everyone in the bar knew too. i really studied the pictures in detail cause i couldn't read the magazine. Has anyone ever noticed how long Naomi Campbells legs are? Damn they're long! i think i learned how to say mascara in polish. anyways after 45 minutes of instense polish cosmopolitan reading i left the bar and watched some street performers. I was extremely moved by one of them. He played the guitar and harmonica and none of his songs sounded like cover songs, they sounded orginal. I sat there for a while and listened to him play. I hung around a bit more and ate a falafel at some kebab stand, then i made my way back to the hostal. There was of course a bit of a party going on in the hostal. i was thinking why are you partying in the hostal, you're in Krakow, go have a beer out there. anyways, i walked into my room and turn the lights on and found all the guys in their beds and the room was STINKY! it wasn't like armpit stinky, it was like foot stinky, like when i shared a room with all my brothers, that is exactly what it smelled like. i just ignored it. i washed my face and tried to read my book in the common room, but there was so much noise and the funny part was that there were like 7 people asleep on the floor, i was like, okay i'm going to bed. I went to my stinky boy room where half of them are snoring and letting their stinky feet hang everywhere, it's so funny when i think about it now. anyways today i just wandered around and read my book in the plaza. now i am on my way to a cafe to have a coffee and read my book.