My sister and I had a free day. She went on her way to visit the Castle and do some shopping, and I tucked my stool under my arm and went down to the Market Square to try to finish some sketches.
Poznan doesn’t seem to open until about 10am so the market square is quiet and cool before then. Storekeepers have washed their front steps and put out their tables and chairs. Sounds of preparation tinkle across the cobbles, and no one seems to mind that I’m sitting at one of their tables to draw.
As the day warms up and gets busier, the symptoms of a cold I’d been carrying with me begin to solidify and I feel like I really need to lie down at home. Stupid nose and head and rattling breathing was really taking hold. My organised sister had brought cold remedies in her bag of medicines so dosed me up and my snooze really helped a lot.
We dined at another instance of a cafe we liked, they have three or four across the city. It was delicious but again the servings are really big. The Poznan restauranteur is a very generous one.