Yesterday was a wonderful day spent getting to know Wroclaw. It’s a beautiful place of quaint, winding streets and beautiful buildings. I was pushed in my manual chair while Lyn was in her powerchair, and to be honest there were points when I regretted my choice. As per our plan, we met up with Dom’s family, and spent the day walking around the city with them. This really is a fascinating place of rivers weaving around islands , it’s very bricks and cobbles seemingly evoking this areas vibrant and dramatic history. Medieval abuts communist abuts modern like nowhere I’ve ever been before.

The problem was, I wished I could move under my own steam – there was socialising and exploring to do, after all. Lyn’s powerchair had been transported by the airline without a problem, and I began to think I had been over cautious. That is not to say that there hadn’t been problems or points when one powerchair had been plenty to cope with. Yet with lyn dashing ahead going wherever in the town she wished, I promised myself that, for our next trip, I’d definitely look into taking my powerchair. I couldn’t feel too down about it, though: the town was too beautiful and our company too interesting for that.