I had wanted to visit Gdansk for a long time. Maybe since I first moved to London and researched ‘Europe’s undiscovered coastal gems’, or something along those lines.



As a weekend destination, Gdansk was placed on the back burner as I set out to discover ‘Europe’s discovered coastal gems,’ and I kind of forgot about it.


Fast forward 12 years, and between Sam and I, we had visited most of the destinations easy enough to access for a long weekend. I know, life is difficult right? By now we were running out of places to go for a weekend that either both of us hadn’t already been to, or which didn’t destroy us financially on flights or hotels.



The Balearic Islands were still a place we wanted to visit together, but we were priced out of an early-June weekend.

Finally, we found a cheap after-work flight to Poznan on a Friday night, returning from our Gdansk weekend the following Tuesday night. A £55 round trip with, the-surprisingly-dependable-if-you-know-what-you-are-doing, Ryanair. A sub-£10 train took us from Poznan to Gdansk on the Saturday morning.
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Getting into Gdansk for a weekend
The trains were modern and efficient, and our three hour journey from Poznan got us to Gdansk station at about 11:30am.

If we hadn’t taken the train there were plenty of flights we could have taken direct from London.


The 15 minute walk to our hotel, Celestin Residence, took us right through the small old town area. We dropped our bags, had a quick refresh, and hit the town on a gloriously sunny day. We paid £48 per night (discounted considerably thanks to a strong Quidco cashback deal) for what was a good three star hotel. The rooms were spacious and including coffee making facilities which is always a bonus. And it was the perfect location from which to base ourselves for our weekend in Gdansk.

Exploring Gdansk old town
Within seconds, we were walking along the Długi Pobrzeże – or the Gdansk promenade, which runs alongside the Motława River.


Across the Ołowianka drawbridge (which raises for 20 minutes at a time to let boats pass through), was a giant GDANSK sign. It was beautiful, hot, and incredibly picturesque.


We crossed the bridge to the other side, which while not as impressive in itself, made for a better view. We took it in over a beer at Kayak Bar before carrying on for a sunny summer stroll through town.

Walking alongside the canal and the marina we spotted our kind of pit stop. Brovarnia Gdańsk was a brewery housed in the Hotel Gdansk. It had seats in the sun over looking the water and the Gdansk skyline, and a lager brewed in-house to accompany.

The most famous street in Gdansk was stunning indeed. Długa Street is about 500m long and lined entirely with colourful buildings, many of which had intricate details.


The Green Gate stands at one end, and the Golden Gate at the other. A museum built in an old prison tower lies behind the Golden Gate… more on this later.


We went to admire Neptune’s fountain from the cushioned patio chairs of Piwnica Rajcow. Here they had both our favourite beer in the city as well as the best view.


We followed it up with specialty coffee at Ostoja Cafe.


Then another delicious pilsner in the sun at Labeerynt. They had 15 beers on tap and a patio that caught the sun all afternoon and early evening.



Potatoes, meat, and beer
The more Western European tradition of siesta was calling, so we went for a quick nap before dinner. Gdansk Bowke is a traditional Polish restaurant right on the canal. A piece of scaffolding encumbered what would normally have been a beautiful view. Our heavy, meaty mains were served with a side of potatoes and generously seasoned with dill. Towards the end of our meal, a live acoustic guitar player started singing Irish tunes. It was odd.


Full of meat, potato, and beer, we headed towards a bar which we discovered was permanently closed. A friendly server across the street recommended Red Light for a drink. Here we had a not-very-Polish Campari spritz and Paloma.

We took another lap around town before winding up at craft beer bar LOFT for a final drink before bed.

Visiting Gdansk beach
The following day was beach day. Both feeling like sacks of meat and potato, we delayed our departure so Sam could go to the gym and I could go for a run. Once we set off looking for breakfast it turned out to be very difficult to find. Not unlike the rest of Europe, Poland did not seem interested in breakfast. After a run, I was not only interested in breakfast, but I urgently required it. After a few failed attempts to get food at trendy looking spots, we wound up at Bacari. Here all the breakfast dishes were exclusively served on waffles. It wasn’t bad.

We hopped in an Uber straight from breakfast to go to Brzeźno Beach. It was maybe a £6 journey straight from the city centre. The beach was absolutely buzzing, full of restaurants and people milling around on a beautifully hot day. The sand was unlike any beach we had walked on before. With each step we sank in so deep that walking short distances felt like a serious workout!

The hotel receptionist told us that by July, chairs and umbrellas were laid out on the beach, but that at the end of June this wasn’t a certainty. Alas, we arrived and there were no umbrellas to be seen. We sat on Martini branded loungers at a beach bar while drinking a couple of beers. After a couple of hours we hopped back into an Uber and went straight for our first taste of a Polish Milk Bar.
Evening in Gdansk
Bar Turystyczny felt like a school cafeteria. You get a tray, request your dishes, stack ‘em up, and pay at the checkout. The milk bars serve no alcohol. The most classic of Polish fare was consumed.



After a siesta, we went to Pulapka for a couple of craft beers. We had intended to go to Lawendowa 8 across the street as well but it was hosting some kind of private event.

In an attempt to mix up the food, we went to a Ukrainian restaurant called Pan Kotowski. Nevertheless we wound up with more of the same winning combo of bread, meat and potatoes.

We headed to cool little dive bar 107 to wash it all down.

One final nightcap at Wiśniewski to sample some traditional Polish cherry liqueur (Wiśniówka), and we had an early night.


Gdansk history
On our final day, our streak of incredible weather ended. Not that it was terrible, but it was no longer gloriously hot and sunny. It was cooler with patches of rain. For breakfast, we went to the market in the centre of town, which was very much a local’s market.

We picked up a (surprisingly expensive) punnet of raspberries from a market stall, and a couple of deep fried, meat filled giant chebureki from a Ukrainian street food trader called Czebureki Krymskie.




After a quick specialty coffee at Len, we went to the Prison Tower. The visit took us through the history of Gdansk through WWII and its rebuilding following that. It was very interesting and surprising. We would never have guessed how much of the town was destroyed and rebuilt. The view from the top is incredible, overlooking the whole of the old town.



At the end of our visit to the tower we were guided through rooms that sought to teach us of the prison tower in medieval times. This tour primarily took us through various torture devices/torturing methods imparted by prison guards to get the truth out of convicts and ‘witches.’ This was equal parts dark, unsettling, and fascinating.


The end of a weekend in Gdansk
Feeling a bit unsettled we decided it was high time for a beer, especially as it was really raining now. We sought refuge at Balsam, where we had a perfectly poured Pilsner Urquell. It was traditional, quiet, and great value.


Across the street at Jozef K, we had less delicious, more expensive pints of Pilsner Urquell in a bumping and unique setting. What an injustice.


A quick stop-off at Dobra Pączkarnia for some traditional Polish fruit-filled donuts which had been calling Sam all weekend.

Fueled by several types of refined sugar, we ran across town in the rain to PG4. This was a microbrewery and restaurant housed in a very large space. Had it been a sunny Saturday afternoon as opposed to a rainy Tuesday afternoon, I’m sure this bar would have been lively, but it was pretty quiet. The beers were excellent though, and we tried a few different types of lager.

For the final showdown of our weekend in Gdansk, we finally went to the restaurant next to our hotel called Tawerna Mestwin.

We had passed by many times during the weekend and loved that the interior looked like a living room rather than a restaurant. The staff didn’t speak any English whatsoever.


One soup and a couple of traditional Polish dishes later – you guessed it, meat and potatoes – we ran next door to grab our bags from the hotel, and hopped in a £6 Uber to the airport.


Gdansk for a weekend…
All in all, a Gdansk weekend punches above its weight in terms of value. It’s not a traditional European coastal weekend, but it is steeped in history, beauty, and did we mention how cheap it was?! You might get a bit tired of meat and potatoes after more than a few days, but Gdansk is a perfect weekend city destination during peak travel season when the classics are prohibitively hot and expensive.













