In absence of further possibilities and also because it’s very, very beautiful we did Dolina Chochołowska again, but this time we went to the Refuge by “Kulig” – a horse sleigh – and went back by foot. When we entered the refuge to have a bowl of Żurek (best soup!) we were a little surprised by the intense horse smell – just until we realized that it’s us. So if you don’t have a washing machine with you, I strongly recommend to do this marvelous adventure on your last day 🙂
The Villa Koliba in Zakopane is one of the oldest and well preserved examples of the Zakopane Style Housing. It was built in 1892 by artist Stanisław Witkiewicz and houses a museum for the Zakopane Architecture Style today.
We had a walk through an area near the town but in the middle we had to take a detour because of heavy snow falls. When the path stopped in hip-deep snow it was just to exhausting to continue the walk.
Originally I wanted to take a big walk with my Cousin Franzi but she and her family were ill and so I took her dog Kia with me to the hills. Pavlov and Kia know each other but they are not very interested in each other. Kia is an elder lady and sometimes I looked around and asked myself where she is, only to notice, that she is right next to me. Which would very rarely happen with Pavlov who is always some 50-100 meters away, sniffing, hunting and looking for sticks.
There was still a little bit of snow when I arrived at my Moms and we had a very cold walk that day. I saw the sheep already the night before and the shepherd didn’t like Pavlov a lot. But cows, horses, sheep, goats – Pavlov would never approach the sheep because since he was “attacked” by an electric fence once, he is afraid of every gras eating animal. Pobrecito!
What a place! It is on Sauchiehall Street and it was opened 1903 by business woman Catherine Cranston. She told Mackintosh that he would have unlimited resources and her goal was to establish a place where even woman could meet outside their homes. I never thought about the fact, that shopping could be difficult, but there were now possibilities for women to go out unchaperoned and there were no bathrooms for them to go to.
We have been there for only one day all together and so I can only give my first impression. I would prefer Edinburgh to live but if I would be 20 again and looking for a place to visit an Art School I would chose Glasgow.