After 22 hours of travel and a 9 hour time difference we arrived safely in Krakow at the Hotel Maltaῄski. We are on the ‘1st floor’ in European speak – which means we’re on the second floor. Think of it as we are on the first floor above ground.

Maybe it’s a bit geekey, but at the end of the flight I had to turn off the Nook so I thumbed through the in-flight magazine. The Airbus 800 is a full two-deck plane that holds 526 passengers (and every seat was taken) with a max take off weight of 560,000 kg. I haven’t converted to pounds – but it’s a huge creature that would stun the Wright Brothers. When you consider a Boeing 747 holds a maximum of 362 passengers, you get the picture.
Like the country mouse in the city for the first time, I was determined to get a picture of this flying leviathan after we landed in Frankfurt. I wasn’t the only one in the terminal snapping photos. But I should have let it go. Right after taking the picture below I started walking back to where Rick stood. I didn’t see the low, attached
tables extending from the seats lined up in the terminal. While I’m looking at the plane I walked into one of the tables and fell down hard. So now I’m nursing two large bruises on my right shin and thigh. And try finding ice in a European airport. Graceful is as graceful does.

Tomorrow we begin exploring Krakow, and thanks to Mike Richard of Livingkrakow.com who helped me plan this trip, I have a map of the downtown area with specific addresses Rick and I will track down.