The public holidays have given me a chance to sort them out. Some random shots, taken in February. After fourteen years of half-living in Krakow (well, one-seventh-living, to be accurate), I don't usually have my camera with me. Opportunities were particularly few on this occasion because my wife had jiggered her back, and was usually clamped to my left arm. Pausing to take photos would have meant propping her against suitably-inclined walls or wedging her in crevices. Not kind, really.
1. In the suburbs.
2. The Planty (a park that circles the Old Town, following the mediaeval walls and the filled-in moat).
3. The little park next to our apartment.
4. The Florian Gate, from The Planty.
5. The Rynek (Market Square).
6. Haves and have not in the Planty.
7. And again.
8. The railway station (and market-forces bringing unimagined benefits to the street-scape of the former Soviet-bloc).
9. From our kitchen window. The palace was originally the residence of the Mankowski family, then it became the Lenin Museum (who lived just round the corner in his exile years), then the museum of the valiant Home Army. Today, with a modern extension, it houses the Ministry of Justice.
10. A snowy night.
11. Back to the Rynek (renovation work on the central Cloth Hall).
12. Glamorous and à la mode portrait photography this way.
13. Something religious in ulica Reformacka.
14. Old bands never die, they just go further to find an audience.
15. Back to the Rynek (with bandaged Cloth Hall).
16. More Rynek.
17. Carriage and Mariacki church.
18. Figures at the base of the Mickiewicz monument.
19. One of the world's prettier Fire Stations (the tower conceals a water tank).
20. The Planty with girl on mobile phone. Those who have seen my previous photos will recognise the recurring motif of 'girl on mobile phone'. It's not as though I seek them out, but when I include a foreground figure in a picture, the random person who happens to be in the right place is invariably a girl on a mobile phone. I may one day have to offer a similar explanation to the police...