Interrailling Day 9 - Storms and Surrealism

Taking heed of our Polish friend's advice we headed to Krakow's museum of contemporary art. It was a hell of a recommendation because it's probably the best art museum I've been too. Started off pretty innocuously, few nice pictures if nature, maybe a cute way of presenting it, but it quickly ramped up to sculptures of pigs on exercise bikes and yawning beds of chaos and decay. Every single piece felt original, had something interesting to say and didn't feel self important. After touring several castles and galleries focusing on occasionally dry history, this surreal gallery was the perfect antidote.

We dodged not one, but two thunderstorms by ducking into some trendy cafes. To Rebecca's delight, one of them was a cat cafe so she spent the early evening chasing down cats to stroke but they were mostly unimpressed with out presence.

We are sat in the train station now ready to catch the first night train of the trip. Not too sure what to expect really, I'm used to sleeping on a MegaBus so this should be paradise. We spent the last of our petty change on cheap chocolate and cereal bars, silently thanking the pound to zloty exchange rate for the final time. Leaving Krakow feels a little bit hard, but I know Vienna will be just as cool.