Day 3 in Poland

After the previous day, today was always going to be a day of reflection, of thinking, of prayer, and of just looking at and appreciating the many blessings that are around us all the time.  Sue, Neil and Jocelyn wanted to go to Schindlers factory, which was some miles from where we were staying, so we had an early breakfast, and they went their way, and I went back to our room, to pack, to rest and to blog.

But first I had to attend to my glasses - one of my nose pads had dropped off, and was sticking into my skin and hurting me.  Sue kept telling me to stop fiddling with it, so now I was on my own, I thought I would see what I could do.  I was a little hindered as I need glasses on to see what I am doing, but worse still, I somehow managed to break the frame completely.

So there I was, no glasses, no Sue.  Quite seriously, I felt powerless, and it was not a nice feeling.  I managed to pack, rest my leg which was hurting considerably after the long walk the day before.  I still had 4 hours before I was meeting Sue again, so I thought I would book out of the hotel and go and take some photos of trams.

Wrong!

Out I went, camera in hand.  Took 3 photos, when the camera shut down sawing battery needed charging.  Taking pictures on my iPhone was a hopeless exercise because I couldnt see what I was doing.

But I had a great time, slowly walking round the centre of Krakow, on a gorgious day, people watching, and letting life happen all around me. 

Met Sue and Neil and Jocelyn for lunch, a very late lunch, and when I told Sue what had happened, you can guess - she burst out laughing, as did Neil and Jocelyn (as I did).  The lunch menu had to be very carefully read out to me for me to make my choice.

I was then carefully led to the hotel to collect bags, and then to the station to catch the train to the airport, and then to the thrills once again of Ryanair.  I deceided that I would just sit and be patient during the "Ryanair" experience, and I was.  Plane was packed, again treated like cattle, but again I have to admit it was all very efficient.

Plane left on time, arrived at Stansted early.  Kind Charlotte was picking us up, but was an hour later arriving A1 South was closed, and she had to go on a long diversion.  At 2am we arrived home.   Happy, and the first thing I did was to find my old glasses.  I don't like being powerless, and so reliant on others! - at least not while I feel well - and by now I was feeling really good again.