Raising Tiny Nomad: Inspiring a Love for Travel and Culture

After a few weeks since returning to Poland, we felt the urge to go somewhere again. Easter and the long May weekend were approaching, so we started looking for something interesting and cheaper than Polish tourist resorts, which tend to be particularly expensive during the holiday season. By chance, while passing by a travel agency, we noticed an attractively priced "deal of the day," unfortunately with a departure from Katowice. Coincidentally, a few days before the flight, Robert had a several-day meeting in Krakow, so as you can imagine, the plan to "escape from Torun" immediately emerged. A short trip to Krakow for a few days (where the inviting institution provided us with a free hotel), followed by 7 days in Greece at an unbelievably good price. Everything was going well, but on the day of departure to Krakow, Pia developed a high fever. Robert went alone, and we hoped that our little one would quickly recover. Luckily, that's what happened, and we didn&#

The departure of our plane was scheduled for late afternoon. Unfortunately, we had to hand over our suitcases for transport the previous evening before leaving the ship. Since Costa couldn't guarantee us reserved seats on the plane for families with children, we decided to arrive at the airport a bit earlier. For a few euros, we comfortably reached the airport, where no one, including the security staff, could point us to the location of our check-in. It turned out that ship passengers were being checked in at nearby hangars. Among the pile of suitcases, we also spotted ours. Unfortunately, one of them was completely damaged (with a missing wheel). After the baggage check-in, we reached the security gates. Due to Pia, we were allowed to go through a separate lane, and after "less than an hour," we arrived at the departure hall. Our friends had been waiting in a stuffy, crowded room for 2.5 hours! The passengers were so outraged that it bordered on a revolt. The situation