cranking up stream health in krakow (why i can’t stop pressing the coffee-solution-button)

first impressions of krakow hit you like a poorly timed stopcock. i just checked-the rain is following me home like a bad ex, 6.79 degrees if that matters. feels like 3.95, which is basically a wet paper towel. locals swear by the medicinal coffee here, but i’m 200% sure the barista splashed extra cold river water into my latte. the co-working space i’m loitering in smells like existential dread and saffron. *key search terms activated: travel blogs hate krakow winters until you factor in those overflowing spice stalls* at the farmers’ market.

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