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Ojców Castle & National Park, Poland

Ojców Castle & Village

Our early start to miss the crowds paid off in every way, other than making us fugitives from the law.

‘Buildings in Ojców’ featured on the campsite’s list of ‘must sees’. This rather underwhelming description prompted us to take a drive out one evening to check their credentials. The quaint wooden houses and lush, pastoral scenery suggested at least ‘worth a gander’, although the heaving mass of humanity crammed on to every footpath was off-putting enough to take us way off piste.

We set an alarm for 6am.  

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Pieskowa Skała Castle & The Hercules Club, Ojców National Park, Poland

Pieskowa Skała Castle

“There’s nothing to see here!” I told Mark as I scanned the tourist brochure.

“Only castles, more than four hundred caves, seventeen of Poland’s twenty-one species of bat and The Hercules Club.”

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Gravestones, Gnomes & Złoty Pies, Wrocław, Poland

Market Square, Wrocław

In our sights was a cosmopolitan municipality whose university produced nine Nobel laureates and a quirky anti-communist resistance movement. A centre for locomotive manufacture, it’s a place where you can get footplate experiences on the last scheduled steam passenger service in the world.

Over the centuries, it has been known by many names, including Breslau and Vratislav. Its abundant appellations are a prism which separates out a microcosm of Poland’s troubled history.

Wrocław is billed not only as the largest city in Western Poland and the capital of Silesia, but one of the oldest and most beautiful.

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