Thank you so much for waking up. It may not have been 8:00, but I'm not looking at half an hour.
Rap out, despite the only four hours of sleep, but I wanted to get a lot out of my day. You could have that urge. I wanted to go back to Werfen anyway.
Yesterday I had spoken to the waitress during my dinner, who turned out to be Dutch. Unfortunately, she didn't have time to talk to me long, but I did ask her to adopt me. She laughed hard. She wanted to, but she only had a small cottage, and when I suggested a tent in the garden, she had a faint excuse that there was a lot of snow. Yeah, uh, you don't have to sleep there anyway! But she didn't think it was a good idea, I guess. Actually, she didn't want it. I'll listen between the lines, you know.
And because I missed Werfen in daylight of course, she said it was really beautiful. So I go to Werfen. And as I thought I saw. The road is breathless beautiful from Golling to Werfen. I was alone on the road. It was obviously Sunday. I don't think they want to go by, because I refuse to tear these roads as hard as the Austrians do. I often, when I get the chance, get out of the way, so I can go back to the side again and I can continue quietly at my own pace. For them, the road is normal, but I find nothing ordinary in Austria when it comes to the surroundings.
The way back to Werfen
A bit further on the road
And another piece down the road
And from Werfen to... yes where actually.
I'll see where the ship beach
What a nasty road, say, with this kind of views
Well, found a cottage 😛 Must be a little bit refurbished.
Honestly, Werfen was not that special. Just a place like so many I'd seen before. And then suddenly I had to think.
So where am I going now?
The suspension bridge was a half hour drive. Do it?
Yeah, what do you want?
I don't know.
I could visit the viewpoint at the Dachstein. Treppe ins niece. A panoramic spot on top of a mountain, yes, at Hallstatt and - - Obertraun, where I was before this holiday.
Okay, good choice. An hour and a half drive. I would be there by 12:30. Oh, no, wait... I often deviate from the route.
Oh, guys, if I could show you everything I had on my retina today. What a route from Werfen to - - Obertraun. So insanely beautiful! I stopped so many times, but I would have wanted to stop a lot more often, but there is not always an opportunity for that along the road. Next time, we should all go together, because I can't explain how beautiful it was today. And also pictures say only a part of this splendor.
At 2:00 I was at Krippenstein/Dachstein, near - - Obertraun. Said goodbye to Hallstatt and drove through - - Obertraun, before I would drive up to the Yellow Cablecar. When I got there, I see yellow cables, but those little ones don't move on Sundays. Nindeju. I got it again.
How such a thing originates in my brain is a mystery to me, and I don't remember how I got it, but in Bad Ischl there was also a cable car. Katrin, her name is. And now that I had wifi from that Krip-miserable not cable car trip, I immediately picked out a hotel and booked it. Is that settled again? Today it took 5 minutes, okay, 10. I was quick out anyway. A half hour drive to Katrin, who would take her last ride at 4:00. So just keep driving, puppet.
Really, next time we'll all go together. I can't describe this just anyway. I really shot full when Katrin delivered me on top of that mountain. I am considering going again tomorrow, but at a different time of the day. Just sit and watch..... and watch..... and watch..... and then as the weeding when I'm looking forward to Salzburg to get on the plane. Must be a highway. I did that once.
At 4:00, I'm the last one to go down with Katrin. About 24 minutes away is my hotel.
- - Obertraun
- - Obertraun
The road to the Katrin cable car. I really thought google maps was wrong. I was sent into the middle of nowhere. But it's a beautiful road.
Villa Rosenthal. A famous journalist in Austria. Also on that beautiful forest road to Katrin.
Well, Madammeke's in the cable car. It had some feet in the earth, but then you got something.
And I'm not even halfway. That cable car kept rising...
This is the first thing I saw when I came up. The colour of the snow falls away in the grey clouds, making the picture only half as impressive. (at home see if I can edit them a little, so that the colors come out better)
It's so impressive that I hold my breath every once in a while. Besides, it is so quiet and so alone and so nice!
Cabin on the mountain
What else can I say... 😉
Nothing ordinary, neither did I do on that mountain. At least not out loud...
Sun was tired. Bedtime...
Unfortunately this time again can not find a farm, no place in the mountains, but with a view on it. It's a funny place where I ended up. With all the alleys. Does a bit of English too, and so I have my two favorite countries in one place.
And just like yesterday, I couldn't park in front of the door, but had to walk for a walk. Still smashed the car in front of the door, because I don't think it's funny to walk up a mountain with a suitcase. The receptionist already felt the mood hanging and came out to take my suitcase and crap so I could drop the car further away. Don't like the fact that my car is out of sight. Admittedly, crime here in the small towns is nil. But I wanted to wipe out the car and throw away the mess, because in front of this hotel there are all clikos where it can be snatched away. And while I'm emptying the car, a car is just driving away from the 4 parking spots that the street has. The kid sees it and insists on me to move the car quickly, so he's nice close. Top!
Tomorrow morning, shake out the car.
My last day again. And yes, I would like to be awakened again.