Wroclaw, pronounced 'Rotslaw

We took a 6 hour bus trip in to Poland.  Our guide, Dasa, told us that the roads in Poland are horrible but we figured how bad could they be, cobblestone highways?  When we got to the border, took our break, and continued on our way, we knew instantly that we were in Poland because the roads were THAT terrible.  Every five seconds there were huge bumps or ruts in the road and so our brains were rattled the entire trip.  When we finally reached Wroclaw, I figured out why we were stopping here for only day and what was its significance.  Turns out that the trip from Berlin to Krakow is an extremely long trip and our bus driver can't drive for more than 2.5 hours at a time without taking a 30 minute break and then he can't go over 10 hours each day.  So that is why we stopped here.  This is the nicest hotel we have had since the first one we had back in Prague.  It has a deep bathtub!!  And it is very clean and sits right on a little canal.  Although still slightly in the ghetto like the rest of our hotels, except the first one, it's very nice.  When I was walking up to see if I could find Dasa, I walked past one of the dumbest girls on our trip and just caught her saying, So the Polish money is called 'Slutty'?  WHAT!  It's Zloty and she's a freakin idiot!  Oh well.  We are just going to chill and not even do anything today because we need to have time to collect our thoughts before we get down and dirty in our work these next 9 days.  Tomorrow we go to Krakow for 4 days, then to Prague for 5, and then home! HOORAY!!! Until next time...