Anyone keeping up with my blogs will know I rave about Market Halls, covered markets, open markets - everything with stalls and strange food.
I never expected Wroclaw to have a market hall. Allways thought it was a bit of a Southern Europe thing - mmm, Stockholms Saluhallen, yes, forgot about that one.
So here we are. A 19th century red brick railway building on the outside and a sort of huge concrete Soviet church on the inside. Amazing when we stepped into it - totally unexpected, this cathedral feel - but my heart leapt: this was a seriously good market. In a strange country with a strange language, it was going to be fun having a good look around.
I hope you know what I mean after you've seen the photos!
(Pieter had to drag me away after almost two hours, he did because we had to leave Wroclaw to go to our next part of the Polish trip: the Kliczkow Castle)
I never expected Wroclaw to have a market hall. Allways thought it was a bit of a Southern Europe thing - mmm, Stockholms Saluhallen, yes, forgot about that one.
So here we are. A 19th century red brick railway building on the outside and a sort of huge concrete Soviet church on the inside. Amazing when we stepped into it - totally unexpected, this cathedral feel - but my heart leapt: this was a seriously good market. In a strange country with a strange language, it was going to be fun having a good look around.
I hope you know what I mean after you've seen the photos!
(Pieter had to drag me away after almost two hours, he did because we had to leave Wroclaw to go to our next part of the Polish trip: the Kliczkow Castle)
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