The third face of Nowa Huta in Kraków, perhaps the most surprising to me, is the "natural" one.
It takes about 50 metres of detour from the usual urban area to discover a huge grassy meadow, often frequented by locals to sunbathe and relax. It was so calm and silent my jaw dropped and I couldn't pick it up. The only thing that reminded me I was in one of most populous parts of Kraków was that thermal power plant in the horizon.
My peanut Warsaw brain keeps yapping: how come a housing estate hasn't been built here yet?
