I woke early to grab a 6:30am bus from Krakow to Zakopane, which took 2.5 hours. The morning walk to the bus station was lovely.
I purchased tickets for the cable car the night previously, as was suggested, due to the long queues. Since I had a couple hours to kill I walked the two miles up the hill. It was exhausting. Along the way I picked up a oscypek. When I saw the cart it looked like bread, which I love. But when I bit into it I realized it was all cheese! They put the cheese into a press and smoke for a day or two. It was nice.
I continued my walk up and had to kill 90 minutes so I stopped for mulled wine and pierogis. That wine must have been laced with some alcohol because it knocked me out. Or maybe it was the altitude. Or jet lag. Or the alcohol. Regardless, I took a little snooze in a corner booth.
The cable car was filled with skiers and boarders. They just free ski down this huge mountain! Crazy.
My return bus ride to Krakow was uneventful. I stopped at the hotel bar for a Jameson, to celebrate the Irish, and returned to my room for some work and pack. Tomorrow I head back to the states.