Ok. Before anyone says anything, I know I am ridiculously behind with these blog updates. So,without further ado, I give you "Salzburg".
Salzburg, home of Mozart and the Von Trapp family. It is
also home to a flamboyant tour guide, awesome hostel and quaint scenery. My
time in Salzburg was far too short; however, it holds the first “touristy”
venture of my trip, and what a venture it was!
I managed to find my way to the Mirabella Church an Palace and find not only an ATM but a supermarket. I was flushed with success, and returned home as night fell to a nice dinner of "instant ramen" (the Chinese ladies laughed with me on this one-they were also cooking it!). I was exhausted, so after dinner went to bed early. The fascinating thing about sitting on a train for hours is that it
actually tires you out when you have actually done nothing except stare blankly
out of the window.
After this we had free time, effectively marking the end of
the tour, and Peter had told us that the best “apfelstrudel” (Apple Strudel) in
the world was served in a restaurant opposite the church. Hearing this, Emily,
Rebecca, Eliza and I made our way to the restaurant for a while; sitting and
indulging in delicious sweets and cakes. The strudel was incredibly delicious, and we were left feeling more than content as we left the restaurantAs we boarded the bus, the “Sound of Music” anniversary DVD
was put on, showing us some of the sights we had seen already, but also some
that we hadn’t had time to discover; the Mirabella Gardens being amongst them. We
travelled along a part of the original autobahn built by the Nazis (which I
found slightly unsettling but altogether very cool) and made it back to
Salzburg by 1:30, leaving plenty of time for me to collect my baggage and hop
on the train for the next part of my journey to Vienna. This post ends here as the next part of my journey makes it's way to Vienna, the musical city.
| The train ride. I felt spoilt by the scenery |
After another absolutely beautiful train ride I arrived in Salzburg in the late afternoon on the 4th
to overcast weather and a train station in the middle of renovations. I managed
to find my way to the info point and grab a map and some help with directions,
before heading off to find my hostel, “The YoHo”.
“The YoHo” is a cute little building in the back streets of
old town Salzburg. Coloured yellow (incidentally, the same as the palaces
*gasps*) it is a newly renovated building, holding a small kitchen and laundry
in the basement; above which sits a bar and kitchen alongside the reception. My
room was nice and unoccupied for the time being so I dropped my things in my
locker and set off to explore.
| Mirabella Church |
Although I had a map, it was the tourist days of old that
came out as I walked in two circles around the block before deciding to use
general guesswork and saying “I think it’s in this direction” and starting to
walk.
| Schloss Leopoldskron |
However, as I sat to eat in the basement reading the
graffiti scribbled all over the walls and door (it adds character, apparently)
I was torn.
Those of you who know me fairly well will know that I detest
anything remotely “touristy”. This includes guided tours in large groups, loud
and conspicuous map reading, and any sort of photo that includes a ridiculous
pose. But I was in Salzburg-the home of the Von Trapps and Mozart! Surely I had
to do something?
I was torn; to go on a tour in a big painted bus; piling on
and off at every stop and taking enough photos to fill 3 albums on Facebook, or
to do my own guided tour; the guide being my trusty map and the group being me?
| 20, going on 16 going on 17 |
I bit the bullet; I wanted to see the Lakes District and
doubted that I would get there on my own,so I went to the reception and bought
a ticket on the Panorama “Sound of Music Tour” for the next morning.
I trundled off to bed, planning for an early night but not
quite getting there (oh hello there 11:30pm), and awoke the next morning to face the
music.
I walked my pack downstairs to the luggage hold and checked
out; as I did meeting the tour guide and being told I not only looked Austrian,
but like “Little Gretel all grown up”.
This was the first indication of how my day was to go. As I returned from the basement and made more conversation
with our overly flamboyant, middle aged tour guide, I met three young American
girls who were also staying in the hostel but were living in Vienna rather
than travelling around for a long time. Eliza, Rebecca and Emily were all friendly
and excited, so I joined up with them to experience the one and only “Sound of
Music” tour.
| Do you have confidence? |
As we boarded the bus, we soon found our Tour Guide, Peter,
to be quite the character. He made friends and then lost them again by telling female
“kitchen” jokes, and male “beer bottle neck” jokes (I won’t’ repeat them,
Google is your friend) but his knowledge was astounding. He talked nonstop for
the first 2 hours, only falling quiet when someone was asking a question or
there was music playing.
I found him hilarious. His voice bore more than a slight resemblance to Jon Lovitz ("Mel" from "The Benchwarmers" movie) yet he looked something like "Charlie", from "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory". My day was to be filled with Pop Culture references and this was just the beginning!
Born in Austria and raised in the United States, he was
quite lovely, and promised to take care of us if the “criminal” bus driver
Ferdinand did anything out of line. He wasn't actually a criminal, but we had "fun" laughing nervously at the joke whilst he told us all the facts about the film interspersed with
jokes and anecdotes about his time as a tour bus driver.
We started to tour by going through Salzburg itself; driving
past some of the sights, before heading out to the “ice rink” which also
doubles as the place where Maria and the children capsized the canoe. Schloss Leopoldskron, the Palace on the other side also provided the set of the gardens of the Von Trapp manor.
After hearing Peter’s “Lovely speech” we hightailed it out of there toward the
Hellbrunn Palace, driving past the actual palace (which is now the Mozart Music School) used
as the Von Trapp manor; the lane which Maria skips down singing “I have
confidence” and finally to our destination of the gazebo in which Rolf and
Maria dance and sing “16 going on 17”. Peter jovially explained that it was
locked a few years ago because an 80 year old woman had fallen and broken her
hip trying to dance like Maria (whether or not this is true or his fabrication
remains to be seen). It was originally set in the grounds of Schloss Leoopoldskron; however the owners soon got sick of people climbing the walls to see
it in the 70s and relocated it to the other Palace.
After taking our photos we again boarded the bus for a
slightly longer ride, this time out to the lakes district. On the way was
stopped on a lookout (alongside the other 3 tour buses) over St Gilgen, the place where Mozart's mother grew up.
We moved on from the lookout and made our way to the Church
of St Michael's where the wedding scene was filmed. It was quite beautiful and
the interior is lavishly decorated with gold highlights and Jesus figurines, as
well as a beautiful old black and gold organ.
| St Michael's Church |
Until next time!
Love Love!
Clem xx
Haha, I have a great photo to show you of the Gazebo when we catch up! However, any illusions you had that Mr Ben H is innocent will be completely ruined after you see it!!!
ReplyDeleteI can only imagine! Haha Benny H came out of his shell a bit in Europe then?
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