Monday 30 July 2012
Sunday 29 July 2012
Austria
Mauthausen Concentration Camp – last trip we visited Dachau,
so after some research we settled on Mauthausen. It is a little different in that it was built
to incarcerate criminals and supposed political and ideological opponents of
the 3rd Reich. It did not start taking Jews and prisoners of war
until 1943. It was however, a category 3
which had the harshest conditions and one of the highest death rates. Over 100,000 inmates ‘died’. I had no idea how many concentration camps
there were in Germany, Austria, Poland and the other occupied Eastern European countries. Again it is beyond comprehension that people
can treat other human beings that way and still sleep at night. Very sobering.
We continued our journey via the scenic route which followed
the Danube. Beautiful as both banks are
dotted with castles, monasteries, medieval villages and lined with terraced
vineyards. Lots of barges and river
cruise boats.
Vienna
Whew! Hot again. Sent
Greg on a ‘recon’ of the camp to locate a TV to watch the opening of the
Olympics. Returned rather sheepishly
saying he felt like a stalker peering through caravan windows! No camp TV so we’ll have to watch it on the
internet when we have Wi-Fi.
We hadn’t been to Vienna before. Rather lovely. Filled with ostentatious buildings and
beautifully tended parks which makes it a pleasant city to explore by foot.
Highlights:
Day one - Hofburg, the summer palace of the Habsburgs
– especially the Sisi Museum which looked at the life and personality of the
Empress. A woman ahead of her times she used exercise equipment, rebelled
against court ceremony and travelled incessantly. She was assassinated by a radical in Geneva. Our tour of the Opera House was another
standout.Day 2: the Habsburg’s summer palace - Schonbrunn and the Hundertwasser Museum. Very cool! The Art Gallery itself is very Hundertwasser/Gaudi like with irregular elements like an uneven floor, misshapen windows and mixture of glass, metal and brick and ceramic tiles. Tomorrow driving to Prague.
Quirky Stuff
Vienna would be the city of Museums. The Museum of: Funerals, Torture, Crime,
Contraception and Abortion, Folklore, Porcelain, Carriages. Trams, Clocks, Theatre,
Music and many museums housing paintings … the list goes on and Thursday 26 July 2012
Austria/Germany 24th
– 26th July
Salzburg – my favourite city from our 1990 trip. Bikes out again. We bought the ‘Salzburg Card’ and spent the
next 48 hours visiting everything in the area that we could. Love to get good value for our money and we
did! The Fortress, catacombs, a river
trip, a cable car ride and more.
On our second day we popped back to Germany to visit Eagle’s
Nest which is perched atop a sheer sided peak. It was given to Hitler for his
50th birthday. It is said
that Hitler suffered from vertigo and rarely enjoyed the spectacular views
himself. The road up is certainly
impressive, as is the brass elevator to reach the top. Wasn’t a great day weather wise but we
explored the area in the cloud and had a yummy hot chocolate at the restaurant.
While in the area we went to the Berchtsgaden Salt
Mine. After donning attractive overalls
we were whisked by a little train deep into the mine. Very clever use of audio visual techniques to
explain the extraction process. We descended
to the two levels via a slide – great fun and the friction warmed our
bottoms!
Today before we left we revisited Hellbrunn – the Pleasure
Palace of the Salzburg Archbishops, famous for its trick fountains. Greg volunteered to sit at the dining table
and ended up with a very wet crotch as water squirted up through a hole in the
seat. Nick caught it on camera. I ended up with a wet bottom when I was
ambushed from behind! All in good fun. Tomorrow we visit Mauthausen Concentration
camp near Linz.
Wednesday 25 July 2012
Germany
Day 1 – Bavaria - all those German stereotypes rolled into
one – and yes people do still wear lederhosen’s and some of the beer hall do
have oompah bands!
Lots of window boxes and I even spotted a few cows with
bells.
Germany
Day 1 – Bavaria
All those German stereotypes rolled into
one – and yes people do still wear lederhosen’s and some of the beer hall do
have oompah bands! Lots of window boxes and I even spotted a few cows with
bells.
We revisited Hohenschwangau and Neuschwanstein – Mad Ludwig’s
fairy-tale castle that Fantasyland was based on. Bleak and cold – had to ferret out the jeans
(and yes they still fit – just) and thermals.
What a see-saw of temperatures we’ve experienced lately – what’s a girl
to wear? Back to the castles. What a slick operation. A bit different to 20 years ago when you went
in and did your own thing. Not so today
- tour guides, allotted times, buses to transport you up the hill – all at a
cost of course. They also have a new
museum covering the history of the Bavarian Kings. Very interesting.
Day 2 & 3 Munich
Sustained by German pastries we picked up an excellent
walking tour with a knowledgeable Irish guide – you pay what you think the tour
is worth – a novel idea and it works. We were lucky as our tour only had 7 in
it! Lots of facts and quirky
information. He also gave us a bit of
background information on the 3rd Reich from its beginnings in a beer
haus (house). Even political parties in
Bavaria today launch their campaigns from beer houses today!
We quelled our rumbling stomachs with pork knuckles and beer
at the Augustiner Beer House- reputedly the best beer in Munich – brewed on
site and frequented by locals. Complete with
black draft horses stabled behind glass on the way to the loo! The German across the table from Nick and I
had spent 2 months touring NZ. He recognised
our Kathmandu sweat shirts!
We followed this with a bit of culture and visited the
national Museum. A well rounded day!
Munich Day 2
Sun shining but a cold wind.
Today was our ‘Education Day’. We
spent the whole day at my favourite museum ‘The Deutsch Museum’. It houses one of the largest natural science
and technical collections in the world. A
great teaching resource. It’s huge and
covers 5 floors. My favourite sections
were mining where you walked through coal, potash and salt mines all in the
bowels of the museum and the shipping and maritime area. This had a full size U boat, an Eskimo seal
skin kayak and a model of a liner cross sectioned to show the different cabins
and heaps of other cool stuff!!. Perhaps
you had to be there! Off to Austria
tomorrow and back to Germany later.
Pastries
Germany has pastries to rival France! My current favourite is a peach
concoction. Michelle’s is apfelstrudel
and Nick and Greg is whatever takes their fancy in the day!
German sausages and
beer
Nick and Greg are spending a small fortune as they sample Germany’s
finest!! Friday 20 July 2012
Sorry I have not had internet for some time but am alive and kicking! Here are my latest updates.
I am sitting here in our camping ground, red wine beside me
looking across the water at Venice.
14th July
16 – 19th July - Hello from Switzerland the land of knives and watches!
Venice 13th
July
Since my last post we’ve walked the Plitvice Lakes. Fortunately the weather was a little
cooler. The boardwalks and trails
provided access to the forested areas and the 16 lakes ranging in colour from
azure to green, grey and blue. Last time
I saw a water snake. No such luck this
time or any brown bears that supposedly inhabit the forest. However, the picturesque scenery more than
made up for that. Off to explore Venice
tomorrow.
Venice is as charming as I remembered. Did the usual touristy things- The Basilica
di San Marco (which houses the remains of St Mark which two Venetian merchants
stole from Alexandria – very enterprising of them!), caught the vaporetta to
Murano, window shopped. The boys had a
VERY expensive beer -15 euros (that’s each beer!) We also went to an excellent show called
‘Venezia’ which covered the history and traditions of Venice through a dramatic
presentation and surround projections. We were fortunate to be there on the
Fiesta de Redentore” which culminated with a huge fireworks display. Think World Cup and triple it and that’s
being conservative! Pretty spectacular.
Lovely to return to one of my favourite places in the
world. After all what’s not to love –
cobalt lakes ringed by magnificent mountains, candy coloured or wooden chalets
with window boxes full of brightly coloured flowers dotting the lush, green
hillsides or clustered together creating quaint little villages. With the cooler temperatures we’ve had the
bikes out again and used them to see the sites of the beautiful medieval towns
of Lucerne and Bern. And yes the scenery takes your breath away. No more so than the Interlaken region. We again stayed in the Lauterbrunnen and used
this as a base to explore the area. The
sheer rock faces and towering mountains leave one in awe.
On our first day here we rode to the Timmelbach Falls where
the water corkscrews through ravines and potholes shaped by the swirling waters
inside the mountain. 20,000 litres a
second pours down from the glacier and it is something to watch Mother Nature
at work.
Day two we caught the early bird cog train (as it’s cheaper)
to ‘the top of Europe’ – the Jungfraujoch.
Not a cloud in the sky. On the way up we were able to see the north face
of the Eiger in the viewing window.
(Last time it was shrouded in cloud) Although it was brilliant sunshine
at the top, we were all glad of our buffer jackets (thank goodness for
Kathmandu and Macpac! – yes we ‘40 somethings’ keep them afloat). Of course the view was breath-taking. This year is their 100 anniversary so we
received a special ‘centenary railway passport’. Always good to get something free! We decided to walk part of the way back. We wended our way down walking next to alpine
meadows full of wild flowers while we gazed up at the glaciers and mountains
accompanied by the sound of cowbells tingling. (honest they still use cowbells).
Quite magical. Just like I imagined Heidi’s world.
On our last day we again did an early bird deal (cheapskates
you say - more money to spend on nibbles and wine we say). We cable-cared to another peak called the
Schilthorn. Great panoramic views of the
surrounding countryside and three tallest local mountains - the Eiger, Jungfruajoch
and Monch). Scenes from the James Bond
movie’ On Her Majesties Secret Service were filmed there. (That’s the one where the baddie gets munched
up in the snow machine and stared George Lasenby) It also has a revolving restaurant which we just
had to visit and have a hot chocolate. Off to Germany next.
Tuesday 10 July 2012
Croatia
Well we’ve finally arrived after a rather convoluted
journey. After Meteora we drove north
and camped at a beach ready to head to, Croatia travelling over the top of
Albania as we’d done before. It is
impossible to get car or medical insurance for the Balkan states so we made a
last minute decision and drove to the Ioumenitsa on the west coast and caught
an overnight ferry to Italy and then another ferry to Dubrovnik. A more expensive option but safer.
Dubrovnik is as beautiful as I remembered it but the hottest
we’ve encountered yet due to the high humidity.
Everyone walking the walled city had clothing with tell-tale wet
patches. Even a young Aussie who works
in the mines was struggling with the heat.
Apart from the spectacular views from the walls the two highlights for
me were a wonderful little Ethnographic Museum we discovered as we explored the
narrow streets. It had all sorts of
items and photos of everyday life and work and traditional dress and customs. The second was two photographic exhibitions. The first covered the breakup of Yugoslavia, including the
Srebrenica genocide. The second was
called ‘Bosnians’ and commemorated the 20th anniversary of the
beginning of the Bosnian war. Very
thought provoking especially as we were in Yugoslavia the year before war broke
out . Hard to comprehend the suffering
endured by these people and how war drives ordinary men to turn on their
neighbours and commit such monstrous actions.
The drive up the Dalmatian coastline is stunning. I’d
forgotten how magnificent it is. I am
writing to you from the island of Hvar (yet another car ferry trip). It is 9.30pm and I’ve spent the last half
hour floating in the tepid waters of the Adriatic Sea watching the fiery red
sun sink slowly behind a neighbouring island.
Only way to try and keep cool!
Off to explore the island tomorrow.
Croatia
Well we’ve finally arrived after a rather convoluted
journey. After Meteora we drove north
and camped at a beach ready to head to, Croatia travelling over the top of
Albania as we’d done before. It is
impossible to get car or medical insurance for the Balkan states so we made a
last minute decision and drove to the Ioumenitsa on the west coast and caught
an overnight ferry to Italy and then another ferry to Dubrovnik. A more expensive option but safer.
Dubrovnik is as beautiful as I remembered it but the hottest
we’ve encountered yet due to the high humidity.
Everyone walking the walled city had clothing with tell-tale wet
patches. Even a young Aussie who works
in the mines was struggling with the heat.
Apart from the spectacular views from the walls the two highlights for
me were a wonderful little Ethnographic Museum we discovered as we explored the
narrow streets. It had all sorts of
items and photos of everyday life and work and traditional dress and customs. The second was two photographic exhibitions. The first covered the breakup of Yugoslavia, including the
Srebrenica genocide. The second was
called ‘Bosnians’ and commemorated the 20th anniversary of the
beginning of the Bosnian war. Very
thought provoking especially as we were in Yugoslavia the year before war broke
out . Hard to comprehend the suffering
endured by these people and how war drives ordinary men to turn on their
neighbours and commit such monstrous actions.
The drive up the Dalmatian coastline is stunning. I’d
forgotten how magnificent it is. I am
writing to you from the island of Hvar (yet another car ferry trip). It is 9.30pm and I’ve spent the last half
hour floating in the tepid waters of the Adriatic Sea watching the fiery red
sun sink slowly behind a neighbouring island.
Only way to try and keep cool!
Off to explore the island tomorrow.
Wednesday 4 July 2012
Central Greece
Yesterday we visited Delphi on the slope of Mt Parnassas –
the centre of the world according to the ancient Greeks and once the wealthiest
place in Greece. Pilgrims travelled to
consult the oracle (wish I had her skills set).
The site included the Temple of Apollo, an amphitheatre, a stadium where
the Pythian games were held every 4 years (sound familiar?), a great museum and
lots of steps!
Today we went to Meteora.
Magnificent is one word to describe the 6 monasteries perched
dramatically on the top of enormous rocky pinnacles. Their shape reminded me of a larger version
of the Olgas without the colour.
The museums in the largest monastery were outstanding, especially the
sections displaying a comprehensive selection of traditional costumes, military
and church attire through the ages and all with English explanations. A bonus! Of course lots of steps once
again. I counted 347 steps to one
monastery which is why I am allowed a mojito right now while I type.
Monday 2 July 2012
Sunday 1 July 2012
Subject: The Greek Islands
First stop – Two nights on Mykonos, the party Island so we
are told. Also called ‘The Windy Island’
and so it was while we were there. We
didn’t mind as it kept the temperature down.
We spent day one exploring the main township – Chora. We wandered through ‘Little Venice’ where the
sea almost laps up to the bars and restaurants.
There we came across Petros the Pelican, apparently an old celebrity of
the water front, who has been the official mascot of Mykonos for over 50
years. I’d forgotten how huge they
are. There are 3 resident pelicans. Children were stroking one and as it closed
its eyes in ecstasy it almost looked like it was purring! We then went to see the lovely blue and white
church which clings to the cliff edge and Chora’s famous windmill and yes you
guessed it – they are blue and white too.
We had a lovely meal out at a restaurant recommended by our host. We returned there the next night.
Day 2 we hired a car and spent the day exploring
Mykonos. No wonder the American girls
next to us got lost. Mykonos is a warren
of twisty, narrow roads and some sort of a vehicle is a must to get around. The young girl on the other side of us has
broken ribs and foot – hence we opted for the more sedate option rather than
quad bikes. ‘With age comes wisdom’ or
maybe just a lack of the need for excitement offered by such modes of
transport! Mykonos is stony and barren
but has lots of lovely beaches. We sort
out a quiet beach rather than one crowded with beach umbrellas and loungers for
hire and lots of people. It also had this
amazing Taverna that we had been recommended.
The food was to die for! They
have the most delicious selection of salads of which I chose 4 and shared these
with Nick. Tabouli was one Col – and I
have to say it was up to your high standard.
To accompany the salads, the four of us shared a barbequed squid. Tender
and tasty- what a treat. Something new
to try on the bbq when we return home.
If only I could replicate the large bean salad. It was particularly yummy! We all swam in the inviting, but surprisingly
chilly waters of the Aegean Sea.
Second stop- 2 nights on Santorini. Also windy here. Sheer lava cliffs rise up from the blue Aegean
Sea topped off by cliff top towns that look like a sprinkling of icing sugar. Much greener as grapes grow everywhere – an
ancient variety which grow along the ground, as it is too windy to stake them
and it also protects the fruit. They
primarily produce a desert wine though, we have bought a bottle of red to try. To save time we once again hired a car to
explore the Island. We drove first to
Fira – the main town which perches on top of the caldera (volcanic crater) with
the old port below. Tour boats dock here
and visitors can reach the town via the 588 steps up the steep cliff but most
use the cable car or donkeys (very uncomfortable I am told!). Lots of lovely jewellery – if only we had
more time to shop (sigh –wistful from me, relief from Nick). Seeing pictures of Santorini I assumed Fira
would be all blue and white but, not so.
Oia is the only village with this colour scheme. Here we of course took all the standard
photos Santorini is famous for. Lots of
shops, very touristy but beautiful. We
had a delicious lunch at a little café with a stunning outlook over the Aegean
Sea –magical! Most of the beaches have
black sand – not fine as we know it but grainy.
‘Red Beach which earns its name from the rocks in the cliff face
towering above as well as the red sand was worth the climb over the very rocky
trail to check out. Very isolated but
there they were ‘the rent an umbrella and chaise lounges for € 8, crowd! We finished the evening with a scrumptious
meal at a local Taverna on the beach front.
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