Overnight train to Poland

We took the overnight train to Poland, arriving at 5:30 in the morning. Neither of us got any sleep, we didn't have walking directions to our hostel, and we weren't to check in until 11 a.m. It seemed we were to wander Poland aimlessly for hours in the cold, but as soon as we got off the train, a young woman with gray hair gave us a map and told us where to go. We haven't done anything in Crackow yet, but just like Nicole, I loved it immediately. Everyone just seems very reasonable. Only exception: a British guy in the lobby of our hostel who is very fascinated with Slivovice. Rachel says hi.