I then went to SS Peter and Paul Cathedral via the tram. The church was beautiful and quiet—not a single tourist when I went in. It was very peaceful to walk around and look at the ornate statues, art, and memorials. I practiced using my digital camera—I am learning a little more each time I use it. 
I caught the tram back home and relaxed for a bit. I tried to plan some of my upcoming adventures in France, Ireland, and England and I started packing two bags—one for the short trip to Krakow and one for my long trip. I was able to fit the short trip into my backpack—including my laptop! Emma my new Irish friend stopped by and we went out to celebrate St. Patty’s Day. We had a nice visit and a very brisk walk.
It was time to start toward the train station for my night train. I arrived plenty early and still almost missed my train. I asked multiple conductors/rail staff which carriage was mine. One waived me down and started rambling in Polish. I walked a ways and asked another guy who looked official. He said this was not my train. I assured him that it was!! He had to ask a gal in the little office and then he motioned me on down the tracks. I am running now because I do not want to miss this train. I stopped at a carriage that had the door shut but the guy opened the door for me. Out of breath, I gave him my ticket and after a few seconds he motioned me up! I found my compartment and tried to open the door—it was locked. (Great, I think!) The train started moving and I had to catch my balance. I could hear someone inside rustling to unlock the door. It was pitch black when I shut the door behind my and tried to look for my bunk…not finding it where I thought it should be. I am a little flustered but keeping quiet. I finally realize that my bed is the rally high bunk that required a ladder. I got settled and fell asleep.
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