She is the embodiment of her ancestors, her kin, her faith, the cities and
towns where she has lived, her time, fat sweeping time like one of those gigantic
cakes which master chefs of the little
towns of Mitteleuropa bake for popular festivities on
squares, and then she takes it and she swallows it and hoards it, walls herself in, and all of that now rots and decomposes inside her.
Day 2 Morning walking tour of the Old
Town including the church of St. Mary, St. Florian's Gate, Cloth Hall and the main Market
Square (coffee and
cake included) followed by afternoon walking tour of Wawel Hill including the castle, royal chambers and cathedral.