Here are some snapshots to give you a taste of the rest of my travels over winter break.
For the second leg of our trip we went from Salzburg to Vienna
Austria to waltz in the New Year. I had to get to Vienna to try the elusive
sacre torte, and hand crafted apple strudel.
We missed out first train from Munich to Salzburg due to my indecisiveness
in picking out a postcard, but eventually we made it to
the land of Mozart and The Sound of Music. Despite never having seen the Sound
of Music I enjoyed our sing-along bus tour through the snow
blanketed country side where the movie was filmed.
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Mozart Bridge |
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Pulling dough to make strudel |
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New Years dresses |
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Cant believe it! In love with the apartment we stayed at photo. |
Vienna’s café’s definitely lived up to the hype; beautifully
adorned ceilings, large chandeliers and a grand piano with live music.
I felt like royalty stepping back in time. We even experienced the notorious
arrogance of the café waiters first hand. When splitting the check 7 ways, coins were inevitably involved. Our neglectful and inattentive waiter refused our
money, saying, “This is for the birds. You can take
this to McDonald’s.” After arguing with him that money is money, he threw the coins back at us and we left.
Other sightseeing in Vienna included the office where Freud came up with his theories, walking the Ringstarsse (loop of parliament, the library, opera house and museums.) We window shopped at the cute boutiques on Nuebergasse street, saw the white stallions in the world famous Spanish riding school and lastly toured the Schonbrunn Palace.
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Parliment |
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Building on the Ringstarsse |
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National Library |
Some other highlights of Vienna included an interrogation by the police and almost getting
arrested for writing our names on a building wall that had been lined with
paper for drawing.
Just minutes before our bus left from Vienna to Prague on New Years Day one of my worst European fears came true. I was locked in a bathroom in a deserted subway station. After working myself up to tears, and profusely hyperventilating I heaved my body into the door repeatedly until I was able to unlatch the hook. With only minutes to spare before the bus departed for Prague I sprinted back to the bus station just in time...pheww!
PRAGUE
Prague also know as the “Paris of the East,” definitely exceeded
my expectations.
The first night that we arrived we randomly stumbled into a quaint
restaurant on a side street called Lokal. I indulged in a large, frothy beer
(brewed at Lokal of course,) bread dumplings, sweet steamed cabbage, hand
crafted rye bread, and mashed potatoes with friend onions. The large portions
we received were created with such simple ingredients, yet packed with flavor. The
sweet cabbage literally melted in my mouth. I mixed all the food together and
was dunking the dumplings into various sauces to soak up all the flavors. I also sampled banana, and black cherry beer.
After dinner we went for a walk to digest when we caught a
glimpse of a gleaming Christmas tree in the distance. We all liked arms like in
The Wizard of Oz and skipped towards the Christmas market. After our
disappointment that the markets were closed in Germany, we couldn’t contain
ourselves. There were stalls filled with workers drilling potatoes to fry,
grilling meats, churning nuts in sugar, flipping crepes and rolling out Trdelnik (a sweet pastry native of
Hungry.)
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Trdelnik twirling over charcoal flames |
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Kebobs |
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Drilling potatoes |
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Stalls |
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Christmas Lights |
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Trdelnik filled with Nutella and rolled in nuts and sugar |
Over the next few days we went on a walking tour to learn
the vast history of the Czeck Republic, and the great city of Prague. We viewed the
astronomical clock, walked the Charles Bridge, hiked up to the Prague castle,
wrote on the Lennon Wall, toured the Jewish quarter, and saw “The Barber of
Sevilla” at the National Opera house.
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Astronomical Clock |
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Jewish Cemetary |
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Writing in my journal |
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Charles Bridge |
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Prague Castle |
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Rooftops |
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Lennon Wall |
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Dancing House |
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The opera house |
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Very confusing currency |
Overall, our journey went pretty smoothly, mainly due to all the advice I was given by my trusted friend, the world traveler Rick Steves (I like to pretend I know him personally, since I spend so much time reading his books and watching his series.) I am really fortunate to have had the
incredible opportunity to travel through 3 countries with good company and create lifelong memories.
I was thankful to get back to Sevilla, for a good night (snore free) of sleep in my own bed. We made it back just in time to witness the
cabagata (parade) for the Reyes Magos on Three Kings Day, where I was repeatedly pegged in the head with hard candies being thrown from the floats passing by, and practically trampled down by packs of horses.
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