We are only supposed to be staying in Austria for one night instead of the usual two, so we leave extra early in the morning to get to Kirschberg on time. Chris detours from the usual motorway, and takes us through winding roads that leave little for the imagination. We're back in the Alps, and I'm very happy about it. Everywhere is green, dotted with bright yellow dandelions. I'm surprised to find we're still in Italy, but learn that the Tyrol area is actually spread out over Italy, Austria and Germany. Honestly, all these motorways and roads joining the countries are so marvellous; big kudos to the road mappers and makers!
Anyway, the drive is not super long, and we reach our destination by 3pm. The big attraction in Austria are the optional adventure activities, which... I opt out of.
At Haus Alpenblick, we are up three flights of stairs, and there is no lift. Thankfully, some of the guys help Libby and I with our bags. Looking at the snowy peaks in the distance, I think the temperature's going to be fairly cool. It's hot. Like, 30 degrees hot. The adventurous folks go off adventuring, and Libby and I explore the sleepy town. Everything is closed, and there is literally nothing to do here. I grumble about it because it feels like a waste of a day. Libby is not feeling super, so she goes back to the Haus, and I manage to climb up to a little chapel to take some photos. Did I mention it was hot? Now I'm positively boiling.
There aren't many people around the chapel and the cemetery, so I come back to the house. Our dinner is a little late, as we have to wait for the people who had opted in for the adventure activities and the beer tasting. After dinner, which is a delicious Austrian fare, Chris (the owner of the house, who's from Wellington, NZ) comes up with a few shnapps flavours for us to try. I think I surprise everyone (and myself) when I put my hand up to try one. I can't remember what it's called, but it comes in a little ice cream cone, and I have to eat it off the table. I think it tastes like Baileys Original Irish Cream.
After dinner, a few people do shots shouting "Prost!" every time they take one. A few of us play Hammerschlagen. It's so addictive, hah! My day might not have been super exciting, but I have a good night, staying up till 1:40am chatting with a few friends and Chris.
Anyway, the drive is not super long, and we reach our destination by 3pm. The big attraction in Austria are the optional adventure activities, which... I opt out of.
At Haus Alpenblick, we are up three flights of stairs, and there is no lift. Thankfully, some of the guys help Libby and I with our bags. Looking at the snowy peaks in the distance, I think the temperature's going to be fairly cool. It's hot. Like, 30 degrees hot. The adventurous folks go off adventuring, and Libby and I explore the sleepy town. Everything is closed, and there is literally nothing to do here. I grumble about it because it feels like a waste of a day. Libby is not feeling super, so she goes back to the Haus, and I manage to climb up to a little chapel to take some photos. Did I mention it was hot? Now I'm positively boiling.
There aren't many people around the chapel and the cemetery, so I come back to the house. Our dinner is a little late, as we have to wait for the people who had opted in for the adventure activities and the beer tasting. After dinner, which is a delicious Austrian fare, Chris (the owner of the house, who's from Wellington, NZ) comes up with a few shnapps flavours for us to try. I think I surprise everyone (and myself) when I put my hand up to try one. I can't remember what it's called, but it comes in a little ice cream cone, and I have to eat it off the table. I think it tastes like Baileys Original Irish Cream.
After dinner, a few people do shots shouting "Prost!" every time they take one. A few of us play Hammerschlagen. It's so addictive, hah! My day might not have been super exciting, but I have a good night, staying up till 1:40am chatting with a few friends and Chris.
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