my impressive wintry Austro-Hungarian experience

my impressive wintry Austro-Hungarian experience

Last December, right around the time I began craving my next vacation, I learnt that I would be heading back to Nairobi for a conference in January. I had actually currently added a week-long trip to my previous Kenya journey, and it was marvelous. There is a lot more that I wish to check out in the nation and surrounding area, however at that specific minute, I was more in the state of mind for the comfortable animal conveniences of winter season.

So, I discovered a flight to Nairobi through Zurich that was almost the exact same cost as the direct one, and I asked the travel representative to schedule me a one-week stopover. I then put over Eurail maps and schedules, feasting my eyes upon all the alluring schedules that were possible. I thought about heading southwest towards Monaco and Great by method of Turin, east towards Budapest by method of Vienna, or south towards Rome by method of Milan. However none of those appeared juicy enough to please my aspirations. In the end, just a whistle-stop trip in every instructions would do.

So, I flew in to Zurich and right away got on a train headed southeast for Liechtenstein. (Really, I got on a train that would have headed directly through Liechtenstein, so I left a stop previously, changed to a bus that drove into Liechtenstein, walked with my travel suitcase for an hour, then captured a bus to Austria in order to get on another train at the path’s next stop. All since of my hostility to gray zones) I wound up in Innsbruck that night. Invest the day there, then boarded a train going northeast to Salzburg. Roamed around Salzburg for a day and a half, then got on a train south to Lake Bled, Slovenia. Had a night and a night to check out, then headed to Ljubljana by 10 am. At the daybreak the next early morning, captured a westbound train to Venice by method of Trieste (ran around Trieste for forty minutes in between trains with my travel suitcase in a locker). Invest my time in Venice attempting to fit 3 days’ worth of sights into one day. Left Venice to go north into the Dolomites (which was the linchpin of the journey, though you would not understand it), however hopped out at both Trento and Bolzano en route since how could I take a trip through such stunning towns without seeing them (for an hour)? Wound up in Bressanone/Brixen, where I captured the bus to the most gorgeous middle of no place I have actually ever been. Invest 2 days admiring the show-stopping Dolomites, then hopped a train back to Zurich by method of Innsbruck, however not without popping out for lunch at Vipiteno. And after that I flew to Nairobi the next day.

I acknowledge that many people would not discover this travel plan enjoyable, not to mention a holiday. However I remained in paradise.

When a good friend saw my pictures on Instagram, he jokingly asked me if I was visiting the Austro-Hungarian Empire. It was just when I returned and searched for the empire’s details that I understood I 100% had– typically uncannily so. My very first stop, Vaduz, Liechtenstein, actually surrounded the large area (and had some sort of alliance with the empire). Austria was plainly part of the empire. So was Slovenia, and all the locations in Italy that I checked out became part of or associated with it, too. The rest of contemporary Italy, however, was not. It appears I followed the western shapes of the empire to a T.

I will conclude this post with some (more) pix from my one hour roaming around the tiny capital city of Vaduz in Liechtenstein. (” More” since the 3 photos above are likewise from there.) You may believe one hour in a nation is insufficient to get a sense of it. However thinking about that Liechtenstein is 62 square miles which I took a half an hour bus flight into the city from Switzerland and a half an hour bus flight out of it to Austria, I really saw rather a big part of it.

Fascinating and beautiful structures (consisting of city center) on the primary street:

Listed below, the hill 12 th century castle, which is still the royal house of the Prince, who is the judgment emperor in this part-monarchy-part-democracy principality.

In the image above, keep in mind the castle in the background and vineyards in the foreground. Apart from the popular vineyards in Montmartre, I have actually never ever seen vineyards in the center of a town prior to. (However, this is a town of about 30,000 individuals.)

The city is nestled in the Alps and appears surrounded by mountains.

It was a rather gorgeous start to the journey.

Next post: Innsbruck!