Monthly Archives: July 2024

DRT Day 10: The best laid plans

Today would be our last full day in Slovakia so we decided that we would embrace the intrepid traveler moniker and venture out into the countryside.  Full disclosure: we were in search of wine.  🙂

Another warm and sunny day dawned and we thought we would put our stupidly expensive rental car to use and head out to the Small Carpathian mountain region where our internet research said that there were lots of wineries.  As we have visited wineries in many states in the US and countries all over the world, this seemed like an obvious way to learn more about the country.  After our typical Monday breakfast of fried egg and cheese sandwiches (yes, I know we are a day off!), we started our trek with a stop at the Yeme grocery store that we learned about yesterday.  More delicious gluten free bread and other picnic supplies meant we were ready for one of our favourite activities:  winery picnic.

So we started out of the city towards the town of Modra on route 502 which one website we saw referred to as the Slovak wine road.  It highly recommended hiring a car to make the drive as the landscape was spectacular.  Well I don’t know what the author’s experience was but for us, there was nothing spectacular at all about the drive.  The “picturesque villages” we passed through looked like commuter towns for Bratislava.  Grocery stores, car dealerships, bus stops.  Typical town stuff but honestly nothing special.  Same with the landscape.  It reminded me of driving in Southern California: hills with patches of green but mostly brown and dry looking.

But the scenery was secondary to our quest.  We could see vineyards on the surrounding hills but there didn’t seem to be any buildings there or roads to get to them.  Yet all around us there were signs that seemed to indicate that a winery was close by.  Flummoxed, we continued our drive waiting to find something that looked like a winery.  And at last we found one!  A big building with wine barrels outside and lots of flags advertising the winery. Now we were in the game.

Except we weren’t.  We stopped into the shop to see about doing a tasting and were confronted with a small, older woman who apparently spoke no English at all.  Any translation I could do into Slovak would be unsuccessful due to my inability to pronounce things correctly.  And she just stared at us as if we were aliens.  I surmised that international wine tourism had not yet arrived in Slovakia.  We made our retreat and then spent a few minutes searching to see where we might find another winery.  According to Google maps, they were everywhere around us.  A bit more driving led us to realise that they were actually in houses or other small buildings in neighbourhoods.  A valuable lesson learned.  We assumed that anywhere that made wine would cater to people who wanted to experience the wine and not just buy a bottle.  That model has not yet made it to this region.  So we decided to cut our losses and head back to the city for an urban picnic instead.

Along the way we made a short detour to Devin Castle – another supposedly “not to be missed” sight here.  It is a ruin at the top of a hill and costs €8 to visit.  We decided to pass:  we have lots of castle ruins in Scotland, many very close to our house.  We didn’t need to schlep up a hill in the heat to see a Slovak ruin. Instead we sat on our balcony enjoying an excellent bottle of €4 Slovak wine with a baguette slathered in local sheep cheese.  Throw in some tomatoes for colour and it was a lovely lunch. 

Then it was time to finish touring the old town and see some more churches. First, a few shops for necessities and a new shirt for Frank.  A visit to St. Martin’s cathedral was high on the list and was a lovely stop.  This was the first Catholic church where they imposed a dress code – no bare shoulders.  We saw one of the church staff providing drapes for several tourists that didn’t quite believe that the rules applied to them.  Then to the big draw for the day:  the Blue Church.

We had already toured one of the two blue Catholic churches when visiting Dürstein so we needed to complete the set and visit this one as well.  Google insisted it was open from 17.30-18.30 so we waited with about a dozen other travelers to see the inside.  The clock struck the half hour…. And nothing happened. The front doors were open but with metal gates across the entry saying: the church is closed. Grrrr. Stupid Google.

Another plan gone astray (gang aft agley), we opted for an excellent dinner at a place that had many GF options for me.  Tonight there would be no chicken. I finally had SCHNITZEL!  Weiner schnitzel to be precise.  I don’t think I’ve had any since before I was diagnosed.  It was delicious – and HUGE.  Complemented with Slovak potato salad (lots of onions) and an excellent local wine – probably from a winery we drove by. A final stroll along the river past all the river cruise ships and it was time to call it a day.

Data for today:

  • Steps: 17,417
  • Time in the car looking for wine: 2 hours
  • Bottles of wine purchased: 2 (in the grocery store!)
  • River cruise ships docked: 6

DRT Day 9: From castles to communism

One of the entertaining parts of this type of travel is adjusting to different environments on a regular basis.  Our flat in Bratislava is lovely: large, airy (and air-conditioned!) with a full kitchen and a king size bed.  And the bed is different.  I can’t quite put my finger on it but something is odd.  Not the squishy foam pillows – those I know are odd.  But it apparently will take a day or so to adjust so we can’t say we are as well rested as we would like.

Nevertheless, we have places to go today!  Another step away from traveler and towards tourist:  we have signed up for a tour of the city focusing on the recent history of the city.  The schtick for this tour is the vehicles involved: communist era Ladas and Å kodas. Very fun!  A simple yoghurt and fruit breakfast and we were off to learn stuff.

This kind of tour works for me:  the tour guide and us.  That’s it.  No umbrellas or headsets.  We met MaroÅ¡ and his 1991 Å koda Favorit by  SNP square – a space commemorating the Slovak resistance movement during WWII.  We got a great overview of the city’s history and the multiple regime and border changes that have occurred over the last 100 years or so.  We heard family stories and tales of national pride.  All very interesting.  But then it was time to move.

Frank was tickled by the car – a type he used to work on back in the day – and I was reminded of my youth with the old car smell, window cranks and lack of power anything.  We made various stops around the city and saw how Bratislava is a mix of various architectures from different time periods.  Late Baroque buildings stand next to brutalist communist blocks.  We saw remnants of life under fascism and monuments to the Soviet triumph over that regime. We learned about Hungary, Czechoslovakia, Slovakia, and all the combinations of countries that the city had been part of and the various names it had.

We stopped for Slovak snacks – including a GF wafer bar – and local beverages.  Frank had Kofola, the best selling “cola” in the area and one created during the communist era to be a replacement for Coke.  Can’t have those Western soft drinks corrupting good communist minds now can we?  🙂 I had the other national soft drink: Vinea which is made with either red or white grapes.  Kinda like a non-alcoholic wine.  How appropriate!

We even made a stop at the upscale grocery store – think Slovak Whole Foods or Waitrose – for cake and coffee.  (Yes, this would be another day with cake for lunch!) Luckily, MaroÅ¡’s sister is a regional manager so we had coupons for freebies.  They had the most amazing selection of fresh GF sourdough so purchases were made!

I have to say that most amazing part of the tour was the trip to the “iron curtain”.  We drove along a road that is the border with Austria and saw where the barbed wire fences and border posts were placed to keep people from escaping the communist country. There’s a small section of  fence displayed as a makeshift memorial but some of the pictures from that era are haunting.  There’s also a bunker built in the WWII era that Hitler visited.  Hard to think we stood on the same place as the madman. 

Recent history overview completed, we found ourselves in a part of town that had street art!!!! So a small detour to check out a few murals before we headed back to the main square of the old town to plan the rest of the afternoon.  This required refreshment so I finally caved and had the European holiday required drink: an Aperol spritz.  I don’t mind them but I’m not as big a fan as sooooo many other folks are.  We have regularly seen trays of glasses cleared from cafe tables in mid-afternoon.  Nice but not my favorite.  Frank declared his local unfiltered lager to have been just the ticket.  Our plan was hatched:  quick stop at the flat to trop off some purchases and then on to the main Bratislava attactration – the Castle!

While at the flat, we devoured the sourdough rolls with local cheese (scrumptious!) and then made the 5 minute walk to the castle gates.  I confess we were a bit jaded going in because we had learned from Maros that the castle had been a burned-out shell for about 150 years after a fire in 1811 and it was rebuilt during the communist era.  Hence his reference to it as a “fake castle” but we wanted to judge for ourselves. The castle grounds are free but the building houses the Slovak national museum so we paid our entrance fee and  went to see what else we could learn.

It turned out to be a great complement to the morning activities as many of the exhibits were ancient history.  And I mean ancient: bronze and iron age on up to the Austro-Hungarian rule.  (That bad-ass empress Maria Theresa appears again.) There was an exhibit on the origins of the Slovak double cross as well as an art exhibit of a Serbian artist and a special exhibit about heroes of the resistance. I have to say one of the interesting things was seeing how the communist restoration decided to depict the Baroque style.  Nothing like what the actual Baroque details and guilding we have seen looked like but not a bad guess I suppose.  All in all, a good Slovak history day.

We wandered through the gardens back to the old town where we found a lovely place on a side street where we could enjoy dinner and watch the world go by.  Frank had what is considered by many to be the Slovak national dish: Bryndzové haluÅ¡ky is potato spaetzle or gnocchi topped with sheep’s milk cheese (which is what we had on our rolls) and bacon which went well with his local dunkel. I had chicken smothered in butter and paprika with roast potatoes accompanied by a local rose.  An excellent end to an excellent day.

Data for today: 

  • Steps: 18,892
  • Soviet-related spots viewed: 4
  • Languages overhead from fellow travellers: 6ish
  • Languages we could identify: 4

DRT Day 8: Transitions and rain drops

Today we say Auf Wiedersehen to Vienna and set our sights on Slovakia.  But first, there is an abbey yet unexplored!  To Melk we go before heading for the border. We were washed, fed, and packed in time to hit the road before 10.00. Then the short one hour drive to Melk under dark and threatening skies.

The abbey is GINORMOUS (technical architecture term!) and dates back more than 1000 years. There are 100s of room where court officials stayed, school children learned, and monks worshiped. There are 21 monks still in residence! We got there just as the English tour was leaving so we went outside our comfort zone and followed the docent and 30 others around the museum part of the abbey.  It was really interesting and we learned a lot about both the abbey and Austrian history.

Then we got to explore the Baroque church itself.  Holy Gold Leaf batman!  The place is completely OTT with 5 kilos of gold leaf adorning the various surfaces.  A borrowed photo is included as there is no photography allowed inside.  Of course, that didn’t stop some of the ignorant tourists from taking pics anyway.

Short aside on my disdain for tourists:  we decided today that we are not tourists.  We are travellers.  Yes we may tour things but in general we travel and try to explore what life is like in different places. Possibly a pedantic distinction but one that makes me feel better when I sneer at bus tours and other hoards following the umbrella people. I’m sure they have learned much more than we do about some of the details of the history, architecture, or art.  But they are unlikely to have experienced the joy of correctly translating the Slovak for ‘black tea’ in a market or figured out how to use an Austrian washing machine.  🙂 Now back to the regularly scheduled travel blog.

After touring the abbey, it was cafe time! We wandered into the town of Melk and found a nice sidewalk cafe for coffee and pastries (including a GF one!) and started to enjoy a break.  Then it started to sprinkle.  Then the sprinkles got bigger.  And then the skies opened up.  The hearty souls who had been braving the outdoor seating – ourselves included – made the mad dash for the interior. The poor cafe staff were completely overwhelmed, trying to deliver orders to people who were no longer sitting at their original tables.  Just explaining where we were sitting to pay the bill was a challenge!

Time to cross a border!  We headed out of Melk and got on the freeway to Bratislava.  Here the border crossing from Austria to Slovakia was very much like crossing state lines in the US: not much of a big deal at all.  We found our way to our flat which was advertised as being in the shadow of the castle.  And  it definitely is!  We did some basic unpacking before heading out to explore the city.

The clouds were starting to clear as we wandered through the old town.  We grabbed some dinner and drinks – yes, it was early enough to be the old person’s special at a diner but we only had cake for lunch. More wandering and another stop at the Billa for additional groceries then back to the flat. We enjoyed our fizzy Gruner on our little balcony and made plans for the next few days.  We made one more foray out of the apartment to try to find a good spot for watching the sunset but were unsuccessful.  More planning needed there!

Data for today:

  • Steps: 14,121
  • Kilometres driven: 253ish
  • Hours of sunshine: 3
  • Countries of cars passed on the road: 16

DRT Day 7: Two tips and a list

Today’s agenda would be based on a simple idea: heat avoidance.  With temps due to hit the mid 30s (low to mid 90s for those who speak Fahrenheit) in a city with lots of marble and very little air conditioning, we would need a plan to not become puddles by the afternoon.

After an excellent breakfast of stackers (bagel, fried egg, ham, and cheese – yum!), it was time to head out for our first destination: the flea market at the Naschmarkt. Our AirBnB host gave us a tip that on Saturday mornings, the well known market adds to its usually stalls and restaurants by hosting an enormous flea market.  And so off we went.

One challenge today would be to dial back the walking pace and use more public transportation to keep the sweatiness at bay.  Unfortunately, we were born with two settings: still and power walk.  Neither of us came with the saunter, meander, or stroll settings that so many of our fellow tourists seem to (frustratingly) have.  We did our best approximation of a “wander” setting as we made our way through the vast collection of stands, tents, suitcases on the pavement and other manners of displaying wares. We did score some good stuff:  two albums (Melissa Etheridge and Lynyrd Skynyrd) and a new lens for Frank’s camera.  A lovely iced latte helped a bit with the temps but it didn’t take long for the sun and concrete to win. 

Next stop would be something from the list of “must do when in Vienna” so off we headed to the Belvedere Palace – another massive Baroque building that now housed an art collection and was most famous for Klimt’s “The Kiss”. Not especially a Klimt fan but art can be fun and art museums tend to be air conditioned so that seemed like a winning combination.  And apparently it was a popular thought with many other folks because the first timed ticket we could get was for 2 hours later.  I like art but I don’t like killing time in the heat waiting to see art.  We would not be checking that box today.

Instead we headed back toward the Hofburg Imperial palace to get some history instead.  The Sissi Museum is dedicated to the “tragic figure” of the Empress Elizabeth which for me trumps Klimt.  We bought our timed tickets online (ironically for the same time as the Belvedere tickets and yes see the logical fallacy there) and decided to grab some lunch. Being in the city centre meant there were a plethora of options so we found a lovely wursthaus and bierhall with cool seating in the shade.  Several beers (including the yummy GF beer I found in Prague) and two plates of currywurst later, it was time to learn some history.

One downside to history is that it isn’t always as climate controlled as art. 😦 The exhibit was fascinating but not well air conditioned so we didn’t stay as long as we might have otherwise.  We skipped some of the audio guide explanations – not sure I needed to know about her dental routine – but enjoyed the imperial apartments and the replica gowns and jewels on display.  Interestingly, the narrative breezed over a seemingly important but scandalous event in her life: her son Rudolph, heir apparent to the Habsburg dynasty, committed suicide.  This was mentioned briefly as a reason for her withdrawing from public life and starting to wear all black.  What was NOT mentioned was that it was a love affair murder suicide!  This is tabloid-worthy stuff.  Rudolph wasn’t a fan of his wife and started an affair with a 17 year old that apparently everyone knew about.  They were found in a hunting lodge, both shot with suicide notes and everything.  This seems worth knowing about!  Especially since the deeply Catholic family had to pull some major strings to allow such a sinner to be buried in hallowed ground.  Good stuff here that I had to learn via Wikipedia.  Missed marketing opportunity me thinks.

The burial part of the story is important because it was the focus of our second tip: the Capuchin Crypt.  Not far from the Hofburg Palace is a Capuchin Church. The crypt of this church hosts the remains of every Habsburg ruler starting with the empress Anna (who came up with the scheme) in 1648. There are 138 coffins in the crypt which being underground and housing human remains was blissfully cool.  It was fascinating to see the various tombs – the Empress Maria Theresa and hubby Franz I have the most impressive tomb.  Sissi and Franz Joseph are also here with Rudolph right next to them.  All in all, an excellent history lesson that didn’t make us sweat.

Now that we were thoroughly enlightened and very sticky, we decided to head back to the flat to freshen up and get ready for dinner.  We enjoyed our stop in the local Biergarden on Wednesday so much that we decided to go there again.  Also it was a short stroll from the apartment and didn’t require being downtown and surrounded by other tourists. Frank enjoyed the Austrian version of spare ribs (from what must have been an enormous pig!) while I had stuffed peppers.  We declared both to be excellent.  Then it was time for a saunter home (really trying out these new settings!) to start packing and catch up on the Olympics.

Data for today:

  • Steps: 19,264
  • Public transport options enjoyed: 6
  • Public transport options with no AC: 3
  • Number of cool showers enjoyed: 2

DRT Day 6: Involving bicycles and wine

Today we broke the cardinal rule for holidays and set an alarm.  Our only fully day activity planned for this trip, we needed to be on the other side of the city centre by 8.30 to start our trip to the Wachau Valley to do some wine tasting.

Our group of 7 led by Miguel, the Spanish guide, traveled by subway and train to Krems, the largest town in the Wachau valley. Joining us on this adventure was a couple from Chicago who were here for a week before heading on a mission trip to Tel Aviv and a mother and two daughters from outside Dublin getting a few days away from wedding planning for one of the daughters. Excellent company for the excursion.

We got fitted for bikes and helmets and then started our cycling along the Danube.  The day was clear and warm with a lovely breeze as we pedalled along the bike path by the river, with vineyards and hills on the other side to complete the picture.

We made various stops along the way for Miguel to explain some of the history of the place, the growing conditions and geology of the valley and lots of other fun facts about the wineries and vineyards we’ve been passing.   Then to our first winery: Domäne Wachau – the biggest winery in the valley and a cooperative venture between hundreds of small growers in the valley.

We had a wonderful tasting where we learned about the different grapes (mostly Grüner and Reisling) as well as the classes of wines based on alcohol content: Steinfeder (up to 11.5%), Federspiel (11.5 – 12.5%) and Smaragd (12.5% and up).  Delicious!

Then more cycling to the historic village of Dürnstein where we had lunch – goulash and more wine! – and some time to wander and explore.  We opted to visit the abbey one of only two blue Catholic churches in the world.  It was absolutely fascinating with over the top Baroque styling and a beautiful view over the river.  There are even two sets of remains in class coffins from the 17th century.  We assumed that they were local saints but the docent explained that during the counter reformation, they helped to relieve the lack of burial space in the larger churches by shipping skeletons to smaller churches to be put on display.  Most of the time, the bones weren’t even from the same person!  Makes a lot of sense given our recent visit to the bone church.

Then it was time for more cycling, a short distance continuing up river before catching a ferry across the Danube to start our down river trip.  And guess what?  There was another winery!  We stopped at a small family run winery that also has a restaurant – a heurigen which means they can only serve cold food.  The Rehrl-Fischer winery is run by a mom and two brothers.  She is the boss and chef, on brother does the wine side (vineyards and winemaking) and the other is in charge of the restaurant and business side.  The wines were very good and we opted to purchase a bottle of Grüner Frizzante (a Steinfeder wine if you are interested) which was a particular favourite.

Finally it was time to pedal back to the shop and reverse our trip to Vienna.  We finally arrived back in the city centre about 19.30 and decided we needed some food.  A trattoria down a side street off  the square was just the ticket:  Veal Saltimbocca for Frank and a pork chop smothered in cheese for me.  Add a lovely Toscana to get some red wine in the diet and the day was complete. We returned to our apartment exhausted but content.

Data for today:

  • Steps: 14,983
  • Kilometers cycled: approx. 26
  • Wines tasted: 14 or so

DRT Day 5:  Wandering in Wein

We awoke quite early today after an amazing night’s sleep. Being in a place with a comfy bed and windows that actually open and that you aren’t afraid to open means a lovely cross breeze that allows for great snoozing.

We had our Wednesday breakfast a day late – mostly because we couldn’t find a good avocado in Tesco in Prague but the Billa here had one that worked fine.  So scrambled eggs and avocado toast was our morning sustenance before heading out to see how many sights we could take in today. 

The weather was partly cloudy which suited us just fine.  It’s nice not to sweat so much you smell like a zoo animal before 10 am.  Our host recommended getting to the Schonbrunn Palace early to beat the crowds so we boarded the number 10 tram at 8.30 and headed out. To find the crowds were already forming.  The palace was the main summer residence of the Habsburgs and it is ginormous: more than 1400 rooms in the place and gardens to rival Versailles in scale.  Of course we hadn’t planned anything in advance so we stepped up to the ticket machine to purchase tickets to see all the lovely sights and were presented with 5 options:  from the “State Apartments” tour (roughly 25 minutes) to the whole shooting match (roughly 2.5 – 3 hours).  Well there is just too much to see in this city to spend even half a day here so we thought we would pick one in the middle – only to find out that we would need to wait 3 hours before we could start.  WTF?  We’re here at ten after 9 in the morning and you are telling me we can’t get in the building until 12.20?  I have no idea how that works but I did figure out that choosing the quicky tour meant you could go in right away. 

So we got to see the main 5 rooms (out of 1400+) for about £18 each.  For 5 rooms.  And they got the time right:  it took about 25 minutes.  Yes, even with the forming crowds and umbrella bearing tour guides, it didn’t take that long. Don’t get me wrong:  what we saw was absolutely impressive.  And I can imagine the same would be true for the rest of the place but because I didn’t want to wait, I don’t know.  So we wandered around the grounds and chalked up some of today’s steps.  We climbed up to the Gloriette, a beautiful building on a hill that seems to have no other purpose than a large dining room.  We didn’t climb up to the observation platform (costs extra, natch) but did spring for fancy coffee and cake at the cafe. 

Then it was off to see something at the other end of the tourist spectrum:  street art!!!!  There were a few pieces we learned about in Prague that we didn’t get to see so we weren’t going to miss the ones here.  We found a map showing about two dozen spots and took the U-bahn to an area with a concentration for murals.  Some were quite impressive BUT I have to say that street art is something Aberdeen does much better than Vienna.  I don’t think they actually give out prizes for such things but I know where I’d put my vote!

Then back to the typical tourist trail, stopping for the obligatory visit to St Stephens Cathedral.  Unfortunately, we go there during midday mass where the tourists outnumbered the worshippers about 4 to 1.  No matter how quiet people tried to be (and really, they didn’t try hard), you could barely hear the priest saying mass even with the mic.  Stupid tourists.  :-/

We found a place down a side street with great reviews for their GF burger buns so off we went.  And boy were the reviews right!  I can honestly say it was the best burger I have had since I was diagnosed 16 years ago.  So I ate the whole damn thing.  And spend the rest of the day with a stodgy lump of meat in my tummy.  Still, it was worth it.

Time to walk off the mass of mince so we wandered around the main shopping area joking about the relative merits of shopping at Cartier versus Tiffany’s. (We might as well be comparing rock samples from Mars and Venus for all we know about high end jewelry!) We stopped by the Opera House, knowing there were no performances in July and August and hoping to get a tour.  But alas, it is restoration season there too so no joy. 

One last item on the “oh you have to visit” list from friends:  the Hofberg Imperial palace. It was the winter  palace for the Habsburgs because of course living in the same palace all year round wasn’t the done thing.  We found Austrian capitalism at work here again with various parts of the palace housing various exhibits and charging various fees.  Not really feeling the love at this place, we decided to go off the beaten path and so something crazy:  go see the Danube River!  Yes, we thought we should take a look at the body of water that inspired the trip so we jumped on the air conditioned bus (love the 3 day transport pass!) and headed north west. To find a wide, fast flowing river that nearly glowed green.  Not the Chicago-at-St-Paddys green but an unattractive sludgy colour.  Not something to inspire poets and song writers.

So a bit of an anticlimax.  One more thing to investigate before the evening repast:  the Nachtmarket.  We have the tip that on Saturdays it is more than a food and restaurant space – a flea market sets up there – and we have plans for that event.  But as we were recommended to get there early again, we thought we’d see what the evening held at the market.  It was interesting:  the usual keich plus spices, candy, and olives.  Lots of restaurants including the seafood spot we eventually dined at.  My turbot with scallops and mushroom risotto were excellent.  Frank very much enjoyed his king prawn (with the head on!), monkfish, and tuna with risotto.  Throw in some cocktails and a good Gruner and the meal is complete.

And then off to home and bed.  Tomorrow we are breaking the cardinal rule of holidays: no alarms!  But we have a big day planned that includes…. Wine!  So we’ll get a good night sleep and be ready to imbibe.

Data for today:

  • Steps: 29,450 (and we felt them!)
  • Number of trains, trams, busses: 6 (1 tram, 3 metro, 2 busses)
  • Number of foreign plates spotted: 1 (poor lost German car!)
  • Number of local wines tried: 2

DRT Day 4: Bones, Border, and Biergarden

Today is the first transition day of the trip:  heading from Prague to Vienna involves the most driving.  Google maps said it should take about 4 hours but then Google is sometimes dumb and doesn’t appreciate summer roadworks season.

It would also take us a bit longer because we had a stop planned:  the bone church!  The Sedlec Ossuary part of the former Sedlec Abby in Kutna Hora, about a hour south west of Prague.  It is estimated to contain the bones of between 40K and 70K people which have been artistically arranged in the chapel.  Photos are not allowed so I’ve “borrowed” one from Wikipedia to give a flavour of the weirdness.

Included with the ticket was a visit to nearby Cathedral of the Assumption of our Lady which couldn’t be more different than the creepy crypt.  Light filled and airy, it was built in the traditional gothic style in about 1300.  Interestingly, they have chosen to use the rafters space as an art gallery so we got to see lots of paintings that were not in the religious old masters style but more contemporary (and still very strange) works by local artists.

All this history and culture made us a bit peckish so it was into the nearby town for coffee and (GF) cake.  Yum!  The day was sunny and breezy with temps in the low 20’s – a perfect time to sit in the town square with some tasty treats before the long slog of driving began

And it was a slog.  Lots of roadworks and large trucks made the trip very slow.  We actually hit real rain for the first time in the trip which washed all the dead bugs off the rental car. Eventually, about 80km outside Vienna we hit the Austrian border.  Passports were inspected and passed. We purchased our Austrian road tax pass – a slip of paper that sits in the windscreen and allows you to drive on the highways.  We are now in a bit more comfortable territory as we have Euros if we need them (never touched a Czech crown!) and we can at least pronounce a few German words. 

Then the trek into the city.  At rush hour. With roadworks. {Sigh} We aren’t actually staying downtown in the tourist district this time but are somewhat outside the city centre in a nice quiet neighbourhood – a requirement to find an AirBnb with parking.  It is a lovely area and our little flat is just perfect.  We even have a small garden space for enjoying the weather.  Our host here is wonderful – ex-Marriot hotel manager who used to live in Linlithgow and thought of everything.  Including the welcome bottle of cold Gruner Vertliner!

But we had things to do before enjoying the wine. First was the obligatory exploration of the neighbourhood and the stop at the local shop for supplies.  A 10 minute walk to the local Billa Plus got us all the breakfast stuff we needed.  We put the stash away in the small tidy kitchen and headed to a highly recommended local wursthaus and Biergarden.  It was delightful!  Excellent outdoor seating area with a fabulous menu – GF items clearly marked.  I had a lovely plate of zander (like perch) with veggies and potatoes. Frank opted for the boiled beef which arrived in a large pot with seemingly endless meat, potatoes, veg, and broth.  Both were excellent and definitely made up for the blah meal last night.

Back to the flat to do a quick load of laundry, enjoy our wine, and get some much needed sleep before our adventures in the new city begin. 

Data for today:

  • Steps taken: 11,611 (Slackers!)
  • KM driven: 308
  • Roadworks encountered: 6
  • Varieties of Gruner tried: 2

DRT Day 3: Unusual and cool history lessons

Today was planned to be a different kind of tourist day. We had plans to visit sites that generally don’t appear in tourist guides. After sleeping a bit later than we had originally planned – nothing to do with the wine last night… really! – we enjoyed our fruit, yogurt and muesli. Yes, our typical Tuesday breakfast.

Then it was off in our Skoda hire car to venture out of town. Those who have been playing at home will know that we rarely visit a country that has some kind of automotive industry without investigating the related museum. And Czechia would be no different – to the Skoda Museum! We got to drive in our air conditioned car to an air conditioned museum. Ahhhh…

About 45 minutes north east of the city is the main production facility and museum for Skoda. Not well known in the US, it is one of four automakers that have been producing continually for more than 100 years. While Frank nerded out on the forged crankshafts and the die cast aluminum blocks, I read all about the history of the company relative to the history of the country. A very interesting perspective of the communist years from the manufacturing perspective, it was an in unexpected history lesson.

In addition, there was a display of metal sculptures by David Černý showing various events in Czech history from King Charles to Lech Walesa. More interesting history!

Then back to the city for some lunch and our next activity: the Prague National Gallery. We grabbed a table outside a local restaurant and enjoed some delocious Czech cuisine. Chicken and sweet potato froes for me (authentic? Who knows but fefinitely delicious!) and the famous pork knee/knuckle for Frank. Both were very tasty and went well with local beer and wine. Yum.

Then to the art museum for a special exhibit: Get on the ice! Depictions of skating and hockey in art. So cool! Both the exhibit and the air in the building! Not onky did we get to see the evolution of skating depictions from the 17th century on, we learned all about the history of Czech hockey and its importance to national identity. I have a vague recollection of the Nagano Olympics but the gold medal for the Czech team that year was unbelievably important to the people. Jagr and Hasek were considered saints – and depicted as such in art! More history learned.

Then it was time to finish our tradirional tourist agenda. We had two more spots to bisit at the castle that our two day ticket coveted. So we took the number 15 tram to the bottom of the hill and hiked up… again. There were fewer crowds in the late afternoon but it was still absolutely mobbed. The Golden Lane and St George’s Basilica proved to be anti climatic but the boxes were checked.

Back down the hill for stop at another common destination type for us these days: a distillery! The R. Jelenik distillery has been making kosher plum brandy for a century or so. We decided to try the tour and see how plums get distilled relative to barley. Of course we also got to learn about the company history which was very much a lesson in Jewish history in the region. More history!

I can’t say that we were fans of the spirits we got to taste at the end bit i would still recommend the tour if you gave any interest. First, it was air conditioned which was welcome after the trek from the castle. Second and more importantly was the VR plum experience. Yup, they have VR headsets that show you the entire process FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF THE PLUM! It was unbelievable and amazing. We got shaken down from the tree, toad in a truck, got pressed, distilled, and aged. It was a complete 360 experience and so innovative.

Then it was time for a short break at the flat – I had one work thing i had to do – and then our final Czech meal in Prague. Unfortunately, it was not as good as the others but it wasn’t bad. We took one last wander through the old town square before calling it a day.

Data for today:

Steps taken: 15,912

  • Steps taken: 15,912
  • Modes of transport used: 3
  • Number of AC activities: 3

DRT Day 2: Settling in

We managed a passible night’s sleep in the warm flat – a king size bed and lack of wriggling (but adorable) canine helped with that.  Then the first real day of our travel adventure was ready to begin.  We always start with the “how do we make breakfast in a foreign kitchen” game.  With the exception of an unresponsive toaster, we managed our typical fried egg and cheese on (un)toasted bread Monday breakfast. 

Then it was off to explore!  The forecast called for thunderstorms in around lunchtime so we thought we’d get as much walking in as possible before the heavens opened.  There are a few things on our list that are closed on a Monday so we needed to work around those. First, we did some recon for our evening activity – finding the dock where our boat trip would leave later on.  Then we started walking along the Vlata to see what we could see.  Disclaimer:  even though this adventure is the Danube Road Trip, Prague isn’t actually on the Danube so we have to just pretend the big river in the middle of the city is a good substitute.

The wandering brought us to the base of the castle hill.  Even though it was prime tourist hour, we opted for the climb to see one of the top visitor sights in the city.  The clouds were still threatening and the air was very heavy and hot (only 27 today!) but we made it to the top of the hill and the seriously massive crowds of people who were also there for the experience.  Undaunted, we got our tickets and proceeded to explore.  If there’s one thing you learn from life in the UK, it is how to queue!  First the longest line but the target of today’s excitement: St. Vitus Cathedral and the amazing stained glass windows. 

We joined several thousand strangers in the exploration of this beautiful building.  Pictures are below but I know they don’t do it justice.  Luckily the stone walls helped to keep the inner space somewhat cool in the heat so we could take some time enjoying the beauty and the peace. Then back out into the heat and on to the second stop:  the old Royal palace.  Very basic medieval structure with a large hall and several smaller chambers off the centre (which were way too crowded and hot to take the time to read all the placards so don’t ask too many questions here!)

When we emerged again into the heat, the sun was somewhat obscured by lowering clouds and the crowds had continued to increase so we decided it was time to explore the area around the castle and possibly find someplace for lunch.  We definitely wanted somewhere to duck into if the heavens opened. 

Back down the hill we went to wander around on this side of the river, stopping in various shops – most of which seems to sell some kind of cannabis products! – and checking restaurant menus.  We stumbled across Local which came recommended by our AirBnb hosts but the one near our flat was always way too busy to get a seat.  This one was not so crowded so we settled in for some hearty Czech food: mince and cheese schnitzel for Frank (with about a pound of butter on the accompanying mashed potatoes!) and pork neck steak in mustard sauce for me.  Throw in some local dark beer and ice cold cider and lunch was complete.

Food detour:  pork is a big thing here.  But not the kind of pork you might find in the US or UK.  There are places that sell ribs, for example.  But you are unlikely to find pork chops or gammon steak that may be familiar to you.  Pork knuckle is more common on menus or pork knee (which I think is the same thing).  I’ve had “pork steak” in some shape or another in various places.  But I had to work very hard not to think about my lunch being pork NECK steak which sounds weird and potentially not very appetising.  It was delicious of course but cultural differences can be a challenge to get your head around.  Now back to our regularly scheduled blog post.

After lunch we continued to explore the Lesser Town which seemed to have slightly smaller crowds.  Along the way we happened upon the St. Nicholas bell tower, a spot that had cropped up somewhere during all our reading on the city.  As Frank is convinced that I never miss an opportunity to go up, I couldn’t disappoint and so up we went.  And boy are we glad we did!  After the massive crowds at the castle, it was odd to have the entire bell tower to ourselves.  Built in 1755, it served as the fire watch tower for centuries We climbed the stairs and stopped in to the warder’s chambers, the belfry and the newer warders chambers.  But the balcony was the real treat:  completely empty with an amazing view of the entire city.  Just gorgeous.  A few more flights up to the gallery and we learned about how the tower was used by the Secret Police to spy on  western diplomats during the communist years.  Absolutely fascinating!

The rain was still threatening but hadn’t appeared so we wandered across the famous Charles Bridge which is every bit as nice as people say.  Then we were back in the old town and popping into every shop that looked like it might be air conditioned.  We found some lovely wooden trinkets to take home, adding to my tree collection and our Christmas tree decorations. We  found ourselves back near the old town square just a minute too late to catch the chiming of the famous astronomical clock.  But we are lucky that it is right around the corner from our flat so we popped in to drop off the purchases and freshen up before wandering back out to catch the clock chime at the next hour.  Given the massive crowds, I confess it was a bit anticlimactic.  Yes, it is an engineering marvel but still. 

TNow it was snack time.  We’ll be eating quite late so we need some sustenance to hold us over.  Gelato for me and the ubiquitous chimney cake for Frank. It’s like a donut cylinder that you fill with ice cream and other stuff.  He declared it delicious. Thus bolstered, we made another quick stop at Tesco for supplies for Tuesday breakfast (which does not involve eggs). On the way home, we popped into the original Pilsner Urquel restaurant for some refreshing beverages and watch the world go by.

Thus refreshed, we popped back to the flat to drop off the foodstuffs and freshened up for the evening’s entertainment:  a jazz cruise on the Vlata!  Yay!  We arrived at the boat too early to board so we waited on the brewery boat next door with more beverages (Frank is trying all the Czech beers!) and then proceeded to our boat.  A jazz trio played for most of the 2.5 hours (I prefer my jazz without a vocalist but she was fine.) while we enjoyed a 3 course meal  (suitably altered for my GF status) and a bottle of local rose while we cruised along enjoying the scenery.  It was a lovely evening. And we stayed out way past our bedtime, finally arriving back at the flat after 11pm to crash.  Excellent first full day!

Data for today:

  • Steps: 24,051
  • Elevation change: 29 flights (!)
  • Number of foreign licence plates spotted: 7
  • Number of drinks consumed: No way I’m writing that down. 🙂

DRT Day 1: The adventure begins

This year’s holiday has been a little more challenging than usual – if for no other reason than just explaining to people what it is!  Earlier this year, we headed to Kent.  Most people in the UK know what that means; for others, saying “England” worked just fine.  Last year we did our European trip to Portugal.  Also easily described without going into details about precisely where in Portugal we were going. (Note:  we did correct those who assumed we were going for a beach holiday to the Algarve but that was our choice.)

This year we decided to take a trip I’ve been pondering for years: a wander through central Europe taking in some of the capital cities along the Danube River.  Not a river cruise mind you – I still have mixed feelings about those.  Not an organised tour – I have definite feelings about those!  But the San and Frank “hop in a hire car and do it our way” trip.  So here we are:  the Danube Road Trip (DRT). 

First thing was to get the timing and accommodation sorted.  End of July is the focus as all the rowing events are done by then but it needs to be before the 31st which is when all the leave days need to be used.  We opted for a slightly longer trip than usual: a full fortnight rather than our typical 10 days which meant we could do 4  stops if we liked.  So not just the Prague- Vienna – Budapest trip we had envisioned for so long: let’s throw in Bratislava! Four cities, four countries, fourteen days.  Yay!  Four AirBnB rentals that have parking (pricey) and a hire car that we pick up in Prague and return in Budapest (astronomically pricey! The one way return fee is more than the actual rental cost!)

Next, “cheap” fares on RyanAir.  Generally this is a low cost airline but we are particular travelers and like to have things like leg room and luggage.  Once you add on all the extras, the fares aren’t as cheap as one might like but they are direct from Edinburgh and suited us just fine. One way to Prague, one way back from Budapest. And so the adventure is set. 

The hardest part about any of this was saying farewell to the prancing princess puppy, our adorable Casey.  She’s staying with our new doggie sitter friend Sally and we know she’ll be fine but it was still sad to say goodbye on Saturday afternoon.  The second hardest thing was the alarm going off at 5am so we could make it to EDI in plenty of time for our flight.  Surprisingly, that went off without a hitch.  Well one hitch:  we had no travel coffee!!!  Nothing is open along the A90 at 6am on a Sunday so we have to brave the drive without the requisite caffeine levels.  Ugh.

But nevertheless, we endured. Our RyanAir approved cabin bag and small bags packed for the fortnight, we sped through security (fasttrack – extra fee), grabbed some breakfast (airport prices), and took our bulkhead row seats (another fee) for the 2+ hour uneventful flight. At the Prague Airport, I collected my first stamp in my new British passport.  Yay! Then we collected our hire car (Skoda naturally) and proceeded to the old town centre.

We were well prepared for real summer temperatures – not the stupid 12 or 15 degrees we get in Aberdeen – but we weren’t fully ready for the 30+ degrees that met us when we landed.  Whoo boy it was hot!  Luckily the car had AC but not much else in Prague does.  After many wrong turns down narrow, ancient streets, we finally found our home for the next three days – right smack in the middle of the old town.  A lovely little studio apartment with everything we could need – except AC! {Sigh}

Quickly changing from Scottish travel clothing to European summer clothing, it was off to discover the city.  We walked slowly in the heat, looking for a place to get a bite to eat since the timing of travel meant we hadn’t had lunch.  We found a lovely little place near our flat with outside tables and large words on the chalkboard outside “Gluten free pizza” That will do nicely thank you!  Throw in the obligatory Pilsner Urquel for Frank and a local GF beer for me to go with our four cheese pizza (yum!) and it was just what the doctor ordered.

With sustenance provided, we pounded more cobblestones taking in some of the sights with no real purpose to our wanderings.  For a late Sunday afternoon, the old town was packed with tourists.  I heard nearly every language I could identify and some that I couldn’t. Eventually, we decided that it was time to get our essential food items for our stay and a large air conditioned grocery store would be just the place to spend some time.  So what is the big shop on the main street? Tesco!  Really, have to been to Prague if you haven’t been to a Czech Tesco?  The experience was quite surreal: somewhat familiar but not really.  We took much longer than was necessary to pick out the few items we needed for breakfast but the AC was sooooooo nice.  Then back to the flat to put away the messages and test the temp in the room. Nope, still too hot to hang out here.  Time to wander a bit more.

Now that the sun was starting to drop behind buildings, the breeze was actually quite cooling and the aimless wandering was more enjoyable.  We decided a drink and a light bite was in order – the thought of eating a heavy meal was nauseating – so we headed to the  Old Town Brewery for beer and a bit.  Beer is probably the national drink so it seemed like a necessary stop to fully immerse ourselves in the local culture.  Frank got a flight of 6 beers and I had a cider along with some sausages, chips, and fried cheese.  He declared 3 of the 6 beers to be excellent and the rest weren’t his favourites.  Regardless, we enjoyed the breeze on the patio, watching the people around us, and the general atmosphere.  We decided this was a good way to close out our first day so it was time to brave the very warm flat and settle in for the evening.

Data for today:

  • Steps: 17,467
  • Temperature in the flat: 25
  • Irish pubs near our flat: 3