Krakow's only sailor bar could be best described in three words only: Endless drunken singalong. This candlelit ship-in-a-bottle is packed full of students and seamen on permanent shore-leave and the selkies, sirens and sea-wenches that love them. Surrounded by nautical knickknacks, salty, sea-creased musicians sing shanties into the wee hours (particularly Thursday to Saturday) and fellowship is found at the bottom of every bottle. Our favourite pub/plank to walk. Fetch aft the rum, Marcin!