The Final Leg
Next I went to Prague. I chose to visit Prague as photos I’d seen online looked cool – as good a reason as any! From recollection it was a toss-up between Prague and taking a boat up the Danube from Vienna to Budapest. I still wish I’d had time to visit both, but decisions needed to be made, so decide I did. It’s a beautiful city, and very entertaining to explore – more gorgeous architecture, churches, castles, galleries, bridges, cheap (but excellent) food & beer… the list goes on, but the gem of it all (for me) was the House of the Black Madonna. Not only was there fabulous artworks and architecture on display in the Muesum of Cubism, but the Grand Café Orient served coffee equal to any I’d sampled in Europe, and definitely the best cake of my holiday (I’d made it my mission to try cake & coffee somewhere new each day – good thing I was walking as much as I could rather than using public transport!) – light in texture but rich chocolate, with a thin layer of apple conserve on top. Hands down the best cake I tried, and believe me I tried a LOT of cakes.
Onwards to München, to visit a cousin. Conincidentally (well, not that coincidentally, I figured if I was going all the way to Europe and finishing the trip in Munich I could at least co-ordinate it so that I departed Europe in October) the Oktoberfest was in it’s final weekend when I arrived. I dragged the cousin (Heidi) along, elbowed my way in to one of the large tents (it becomes obvious pretty quickly that you’re not going to get in unless you elbow your way to the front of the throng of people trying to get in), shared a stein of beer and a pretzel the size of my head with Heidi, bought an over-priced stein glass as a momento (which survived 30+ hours of travel to make it back to New Zealand (including being thrown about by baggage handlers for about 4 different planes, but did not survive the February 22nd 2011 Christchurch Earthquake) and then left the madness for civilisation (crowds of incoherently, almost legless, drunk people aren’t really my scene. Unless I’m similarly inebriated, but it seemed everyone else was WAY ahead of me there, and the cousin wasn’t overly keen, so… ). I took a day trip up to Hohenschuangau (beautiful countryside, cute wee village, and 2 beautiful castles), and did the rounds of galleries & churches. Then, I did some shopping. As much as I LOVE galleries & properly old churches, after 5 weeks I was getting just a teeny bit over the beauty and the drama. And a little home-sick. It was definitely time to go home.
I’d love to go back, and to see more of some of the countries I visited than just a major city.
All in the Past is a series of images that I took over a 5 week trip to Europe a few years ago. It was my first overseas trip, on my own, all alone.
Well, mostly alone. I met up with friends whenever our paths crossed (in Paris and again in Rome) and spent a few days with relatives in Vienna and Munich.
The rest of the series can be found here: