Found in the foreword to the "Kraków in Your Pocket" guidebook available in good hotels in the charming Polish city now:
"If you think you've outwitted the rest of the world by visiting Kraków in April and May then think again. Those looking for Robinson Crusoe moments of solitude should look elsewhere, there are times when Kraków feels as British as being buggered at boarding school; if you're here at the weekend then your lingering memory isn't unlikely to be of lairy English berks puking in gutters and leering at bar girls. Indeed, Saturdays in the City are a bit of an irritant, but fortunately you'll find the rest of the time time there's more to Kraków than Sky Sports and angry looking looking blokes pushing their way into kebab queues."
Makes you proud, doesn't it? Our chief export in 2008: angry looking blokes pushing their way into kebab queues. What was it Wellington said about his men? "I don't know what they do to the enemy, but by God they frighten me".