I almost would have made a terrible mistake- staying at the train station. Elk, what could it possibly offer. What made me leave the train station was a very banal reason: I had no Polish sloty to py for the toilet at the train station. My Euros the lady guarding the restrooms violantly rejected. Needless to sah there was no luggage storage. So I schlepped my rucksack towards what looked like water on google map.
Elk train station – 3 hours stop over for Gdansk
Whooo, I arrived at a lake with restaurants that accepted creditcards and I had a feast, this was also the place wäre I first ate Beka Palava, a dessert I became addicted to.
Elk Lake
my first Bek Pavlova
Lake-front restaurant in Elk
Soon it was time to board the train to Gdanzk, but again, plans changed and I discovered another to me unknown place: Elblag.
Train to Gdansk
Train to Gdansk
On the way to Gdansk
On the way to Gdansk
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