We started today with coffees in the hotel bar, and amazement that a hotel this posh couldn’t provide a soya latte. As I write this (31 August), I seem to recall that Elly was more upset than me about this, which is surprising because generally I’m the cantankerous old git.
My German wasn’t good enough to understand more than the gist of a newspaper article about Kärnten’s debt-explosion. (I’m now taking lessons via Lingoda: it initially assessed me at A1·2 mostly because I can’t decline articles. I like to think my vocabulary is much better.)
Today was our first opportunity to explore Klagenfurt, Kärnten’s state capital. Our hotel was a couple of miles from Klagenfurt city centre, so we bussed into the city centre and made like tourists. Perhaps the most memorable sight was the Lindworm fountain. Klagenfurt felt quite modern and friendly, with good public transport. Coffees seem to come with the option of pancreas-destroying amounts of sugar. Because I have the memory of a stomped-on slug, and didn’t write any notes until much later, everything else about today is an indelible blank apart from our first of many visits to Burger Boutique. This is in the university area, only 800m from our hotel. My legs appreciated this much – they hurt if I walk more than a couple of hundred metres.
So we’re off to the Muttiland again, this time to spend over a week in Kärnten, a southern state that borders on Slovenia. So yay, opportunities for even more border-crossings before we need visas. We’re going by train; even if we were fit enough to cycle, we’d have had to start back before we even got there.
Our supposed first-class sleeper train all the way from Vienna to Amsterdam failed. Firstly some time after midnight, we were told that this train would go no further than Nürnberg, where we arrived about 01:20. We were eventually loaded onto another sleeper which would take us to Köln. It departed around 02:30 and arrived around 06:30. The bathroom in our sleeper compartment on this train was locked, so 4 hours without a toilet wasn’t fun.
At Köln, we eventually were directed to a non-sleeper train which should have taken us directly to Amsterdam Centraal, but en route it got more and more delayed and so finally stopped at Utrecht, from where we got a local non-sleeper to Amsterdam Centraal. At Utrecht, I went out of the station for a smoke, and got a bollocking when I came back in for not checking in. (I have to commend Deutsche Bahn for having smoking areas on platforms, which would have prevented this.
So we arrived well over an hour late, and then had problems getting out of the station because our ticket had one bar-code, and so wouldn’t let Elly out after me. We were in no fit state to do anything but drop in the hotel bar waiting for the room to be ready. Here is cyclemeter’s record of the journey.
celebrating a new bit of the U-BahnKarlsplatzveganGugelhupfpano from the Kahlenberglots of lockspoliticsviolets are violet, supposedlyVienn does transadditional stickeroutside the Hauptbahnhof
Day 25: in Amsterdam
I didn’t cyclemeter this day’s journeys, and took only one photo so I have no idea at all what we did.
They forgot to remove the scaffolding.wooly wheelsWooley wheels (close-up) about the A’dam towerRide ’em cowgirtlI like Dutch architectural whimsy (1).I like Dutch architectural whimsy (2).I like Dutch architectural whimsy (3).Can you see the cow?green-screen magic (1)green-screen magic (2)green-screen magic (3)green-screen magic (4)green-screen magic (5)green-screen magic (6)
Day 27: last full day in Amsterdam (until the next time)
We arrived home to find our boiler wasn’t working. Fortunately, British Gas could come out the next day (Sunday!), and fix things: it needed a new circuit board and new sensors, and now I’m about to tackle the mountain of washing.
So our last Austrian destination until the next time: not only to the Muttiland but to the Muttistadt. There are so many things to do in Wien, some calls to the heart, but most of them needed slightly cooler weather. So we settled on staying cool and getting wet.
When we were first planning this trip, Elly said she’d like to go to Villach. I was excited mostly because it meant visiting Kärnten, a Land I’d not been to before. It’s lovely – ideally we will be back, perhaps simply to find the best water-slide on the Wörthersee, perhaps to go up a hill or two or perhaps to cycle along the Drau, all fuelled by Kaiserschmarrn and Vili.
I imagine my reader (there can be but one!) wants to know what I carry with me on holiday. So here’s a table.
left kilt-pocket
right kilt-pocket
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a few spare needles and a few glucose tablets, all in a very small clip-up bag glucose tablets insulin pens (in a small Frio bag) small USB battery and USB to lightning cable
cigarette papers tobacco at least one lighter iPhone
extras for holiday
passport hotel keycard in passport Gin-Gins, insect-bit cream, Deep Heat cream, even more glucose tablets, all in a larger clip-up bag
wallet 2 more lighters more tobacco
So now you know whey it takes me ages to find anything while I’m travelling.!