I love it for its cobbled streets, along which you want to wander endlessly, holding hands. For the Old Town, where every house seems to whisper: “stay…” For the morning market, where fresh strawberries are as sweet as a kiss. For the evenings, when fog spreads over the Vistula, and it seems that something magical is about to happen.
Here I feel feminine, mysterious, a little cinematic. Like the heroine in the film, who doesn’t yet know that today her life will change… And if I were to dream, then it is in Krakow that I would like to meet Him.
Imagine: a cozy cafe on the square, me in a light coat, blushing from the cool wind and hot wine in my hands. And suddenly... you come up to me. Our first meeting - under the light of ancient lanterns, in this city where time flows slowly, so that we can enjoy every glance.
We would walk around Kazimierz, laugh, eat warm oblaty, share one scoop of ice cream (okay, two), kiss under the arch of Wawel Castle... And then I would snuggle up to you - and say: "You know, I always felt that I would meet you here..."
After all, if love is supposed to happen somewhere - then in Krakow.
Where everything begins with silence... and ends with a warm "stay with me".