I'll start with Sunday. That day we left the apartment around ten and look a 30 minute or so bus ride to the Wieliczka Salt mines! (Pronounced Vee-eh-lee-ch-kah) Unfortunately I was not feeling well on that day so my mind was a little preoccupied during the tour. We bought our tickets and lined up under a sign for visitors not speaking Polish. Our tour was given in English thankfully. Our tour guide spoke English wonderfully though with a noticeable polish accent. We descended 300 of the over 800 steps in the tour immediately. I was thankful that all of those steps were for going down and there was a lift at the end for going up. The first room we reached talked about the miners who worked there, every carving was made by the mines, no artists were brought in. With that in mind the carvings were incredible.
The guide told us the legend of the beginning of the mine that goes something like this: (abridged of course) Salt signified wealth but Poland had no salt at he time. Hungary had salt and a Hungarian princess/queen was engaged to a Polish prince(?). She could have given the Polish jewels and gold but she wanted to give them something more so she brought them salt from Hungary. And to signify her engagement to Poland she threw her engagement ring into a cave. Later men mining the cave came out with a chunk of salt with the ring inside.
This is not the complete legend but this is what I remembered. The tour brought us to different rooms and chambers, some of which can be rented for weddings or parties. A concert is put on inside the salt mines occasionally and the cathedral inside is still used for mass every Sunday. The air in the mine was clean and pure thanks to the salt. The original wooden supports are still in the mine and are still relied on, as well as addition supports, because the salt prevented the decay of the wood and petrified the wood to stone.
Sadly I felt so sick during the tour that I didn't pay much attention so I'll will definitely have to go back and tour it again. Here are a few pictures that Scott took. You had to buy a photo pass to take pictures and Scott bought one so I just had him take all of my pictures. Enjoy!
This is a model of the rig used to bring salt up. They had horses that spent their entire lives. The last horse left the mine just a few years ago and is living happily and is retired and probably eating hay all day.
A wooden carving of the crucified Christ, the original paint is still on the wood, preserved by the salty air.
The crystals on the chandelier are carved from salt!
The cathedral
Carvings
The last supper
Sam and Jen
Piotrek! Our director/"mum and dad" for the semester
Looking up in another part of the mine
Scott licking the salt wall
I licked the wall
The girls
A lake in the mine, you could take a boat down it up I don't think they do that any more. We heard a story of soldiers who drowned because they were drunk and flipped their boat, the water was so dense that they could not get out from under the boat. Otherwise it's impossible to down in the water.
Another chapel
As for the rest of this week, we started classes finally!
I was supposed to have my first day of class on Monday but sadly we were told the class doesn't start until next Thursday. Tuesday I had my real first class, The Holocaust and it's Cultural Meaning, which will be a very interesting class for sure. It's lecture based and the professor really enjoys talking. She was polish but spoke decent English, and you can tell that she really knows her history of the Holocaust or Shoa. This is my first history class since high school so it will be very interesting to see how I do. The only grade is a final paper on a specific cultural effect of the holocaust. I might attempt to do something more along the lines of psychological effects.
Yesterday my only class was Kraków-Jerusalem Polish Philosemitism. This class will be interesting. The professor walked in five minutes late and I surely thought he was another student. He started by asking everyone where they were from and what they studied, I stood out with my neuroscience major for sure. Though the professor would make incredible connections with where students were from or what they studied or even their last names. He knew Glick was German and associated with with the German word glück meaning luck. From this I could tell that he is a very quick witted and intelligent man, though very flamboyant and comical. He didn't have a syllabus for us and it seemed as though he didn't even know what path we will take during this course. He said that we will be leading the direction, which I found confusing because I don't even know what the course is about. This will be an adventure for sure.
Today I was supposed to have a class on the Cold War but the class still doesn't start until next Thursday. My other class for today is a religion course titled Human Sacrifices and Cannibalism. I'm so excited for this course. This might be the most interesting and strange course that I will take. I will write about it during the next post.
As for the other things going on in my polish life, Scott, Sam, Darcy, and I joined the gym across the street and have started working out daily since Monday. It gives us something else to do with our day, and I enjoy being back in a gym. We watched the polish film 80 Million about the Solidarity movement and communism in the 80's. Piotrek described it as somewhat similar to the Oceans movies, but this was based on real events that happened in Poland.
I hope everyone is well back home, I think of people back home often. If you would like a letter or postcard from Poland please message me and let me know!
Which love,
Claire






























































































