Poland, here we are for the second time, and this time, plenty of things to do.
At first we plunged back into the Viking universe with the world biggest gathering of Vikings (more than 600) and a very large market in the former Viking village of Wolin (the only island in Poland).
We were able to put on our beautiful clothes again. We met again with the Ours d'Alfadir camp (from Poitiers) that we had already met at the Moesgård (Danish Viking festival).
The comparison with Moesgård has no place. The Wolin market is much larger and more diversified at the level of craftsmanship, whereas the Moesgård had, in our eyes, much better fights with a beautiful setting.
We were able to shop for our next clothes and Cerise was able to equip for Nålbinding trials.
We then took the road south to visit Poznań where we met French people from Gourgé, a village that is a few kilometers away from the birthplace of Koala.
Beautiful capital of Central Poland with its clock whose young goats give each other 12 horn moves every noon. The legend tells that two young goats escaped from the village and when the villagers left to find them, they could see that their village was on fire.
Thanks to these young goats, the village was saved from the flames, that's why today we find this symbol on the town hall.
Then small passage through Jaraczewo, small village from which the ancestors of Cerise got their surname.
Continuing further south, we visited the city of Wrocław which we liked very much too, but we had to cut the visit short because of the heat wave that hit us that day.
At the border of the Czech Republic, we visited former incomplete German underground tunnels of the Second World War.
