Woke early to get the flat tidy. At midday Rysiek came for the keys and John arrived to take us back to Bronow where we had a nice tea before picking up the motorhome. Zoe left with a bottle of Bernadetta's home made cordial. So kind.

Cieszyn was only about half an hour away but we were curious to see it as it was one of the regional dances we used to do with Oberek.

Walked from the campsite alongside the river, across the bridge into Czech Republic, and into Czesky Cieszyn. A town with the same name but on the Czech side of the river. We had no Czech Koruna on us. Stuart wondered if they accepted cheques (boom tish). The architecture had a communist era feel to it. Crossed the river back into Polish Cieszyn which was much nicer with a lovely square.