My last visit to Krak?w was indeed in 1981. So a lot must have changed. I shall come within a year or two.
Is Krzysztofory still a theatre or caf?? How many decent bookshops are there on the Rynek? There are many things I want to know, but coming to see them myself is by far the best way of doing so. To listen to the "hey now!" up on the twins towers of Kosciol Mariacki, and drink coffee in the Sukiennice, if it's still a caf?.
But the press has changed beyond all recognition. From the 1970s I remember the flimsy, four-page newspapers, filled mostly with dreary news (which was good Polish practice for me, nevertheless). To get some news about Solidarnosc and so on, I used to read the English "Dziennik Polski", the one then published in London, when I had returned to England.
But even in the 1970s, the Polish weekly cultural press, with a couple of good literary newspapers, was good. The fine art scene was very Western, modern and excellent. And seeing one of the original performances of "Umarla klasa" (The Dead Class) by Tadeusz Kantor was unforgettable.
So when I come to Krak?w again, it will be as much for Poylish as for Yiddish things.
Is Krzysztofory still a theatre or caf?? How many decent bookshops are there on the Rynek? There are many things I want to know, but coming to see them myself is by far the best way of doing so. To listen to the "hey now!" up on the twins towers of Kosciol Mariacki, and drink coffee in the Sukiennice, if it's still a caf?.
But the press has changed beyond all recognition. From the 1970s I remember the flimsy, four-page newspapers, filled mostly with dreary news (which was good Polish practice for me, nevertheless). To get some news about Solidarnosc and so on, I used to read the English "Dziennik Polski", the one then published in London, when I had returned to England.
But even in the 1970s, the Polish weekly cultural press, with a couple of good literary newspapers, was good. The fine art scene was very Western, modern and excellent. And seeing one of the original performances of "Umarla klasa" (The Dead Class) by Tadeusz Kantor was unforgettable.
So when I come to Krak?w again, it will be as much for Poylish as for Yiddish things.