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Thursday, March 10, 2016

Sailing the Whitsundays in Australia

I've been to Australia four times in my life (and now live here) and the Whitsundays have always evaded me.  So when my two friends came to visit me and suggested a sailing trip I jumped at the chance.  It was one of the most beautiful places I have ever visited.  Here are the highlights and tips for your trip!

First off, you must SAIL the Whitsundays.  Think of Airlie Beach as a one day stopover on your way to the ocean.

Here are the most main things to know in planning:

BOOKING A BOAT
  • The majority of boats are 2D/2N.
  • The largest number of them are Thursday to Saturday so plan for that if you want the most options.  The party boats especially fall into this timeframe. 
  • The boats leave as early as noon so plan to come in the night before your boat departs just to be safe.  
  • The boats usually come back around noon as well so you could fly out that night but it's tradition for your crew so all go out and party together in Airlie Beach so you might want to consider staying the night.
  • Make sure to print out the confirmation email and bring with you to check-in for your boat.
  • I booked through Sailing Whitsundays.  They had impeccable service and a great web chat option for those trying to book from overseas.  They also arranged airport transport for me.
  • We went on Wings.  It was a VERY nice catamaran with plenty of room.  It was clean, the staff was awesome and the food was delicious.  They definitely keep you fed.  It is primarily a snorkeling boat though not a party boat.  If you are looking for a party boat you will sacrifice cleanliness and space. Totally up to you.  The Atlantic Clipper seemed to be the party boat everyone talked about.  
 
 
 
 
 

  •  You can only bring a tiny squishy bag so be prepared.  All the rest of your stuff I suggest checking at the place you booked the boat.
  • Can't bring glass on the boat and it is BYOB so make sure you have time to stop at the bottle shop to get liquor.  There is ice on the boat but it doesn't keep things very cold so be aware.
ACCOMMODATION
  • Nomads Airlie Beach - For a night or two this place was great value, clean, safe, etc.  It's on the main strip close enough to the action but far enough on the end to retreat from the party.  I was there during low season so wasn't really an issue.  If you have the option try and stay in a 6 or 8-man room near the pool.
  • They don't have lockers in the rooms so bring the least amount of valuables possible although it seemed really safe.  We had great people in our room so you just have to read the situation for yourself.  You can always keep valuables at the front desk worse case.

Photo Credit: australiahotels.net

Then once you arrive in Airlie Beach here are some suggestions/recommendations (you definitely don't need more than one full day in Airlie):

RESTAURANTS
  • Beaches Backpackers bar has an awesome $15 special for a solid plate of delicious food (burgers, chicken curry, etc) and a beer.  Good atmosphere as well and gets pretty packed.

Photo Credit:  booking.com

BARS / CLUBS
  • Beaches was good for a beer as well but starts to empty eventually.
  • Mama Africa - I wasn't terribly impressed with the nightlife although again it was a Thursday night and the off season so maybe that had something to do with it.  The only place that was going off was this place with some great house and hip hop.  And they had jello shots.  Take me back to uni... I'm sold.

Photo Credit: themusic.com.au
  • Phoenix bar was also really fun.  The music could be a little better but the crowd was having a ball which totally gets you in the mood to dance.  I'd hit this up and then go to Mama Africa late night.

Photo Credit: Phoenix Facebook page

SHOPPING
  • Beachworx - I highly recommend.  It had great quality clothes for reasonable prices and a steal of a sales rack.  Everywhere else in Airlie is super cheap quality stuff that looks tacky.

And lastly... be prepared for some of the best snorkeling, diving and scenery of your life.  

 Airlie Beach Lagoon

 Airlie Beach Lagoon

 Walk to Abell Point Marina from downtown Airlie Beach

 Sailing Whitsundays

 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 

Friday, January 13, 2012

Sun, Savory Seafood and Late Nights on Croatia’s Adriatic Coast

By James Ullrich


Croatia isn’t the first place most Americans associate with a fun time on a picturesque European beach. They’d be forgiven for thinking that wild nights, sunny beaches and great seafood are restricted to the coasts of Italy or southern France. But Croatia’s Adriatic coast is fast becoming the new beach party hotspot, drawing throngs of young European sun worshipers in search of affordable fun. And where there’s youth there’s no shortage of roaring nightlife when the sun goes down. I’ve found there’s a lot about “Eastern Europe’s Riviera” that’s worth enjoying.

Situated on the warm, blue waters of the Adriatic, the coast of Croatia has been the recipient of great press in recent years. Since the end of the Balkan civil war people from around the continent have descended on the area. Taking advantage of the low prices and warm weather, travelers like me favor the earthy charm of the region over the snootier, pricier locales of the French Riviera and Italy. With the savings, I can afford to stay longer—and play harder—on its picturesque beaches, seafood cafes, and open-all-night clubs.

Dubrovnik, jutting out over the bathtub-warm Dalmatian coast, is a treasure trove of tasty opportunities. Lovely and historic, the city’s cobbles once rivaled nearby Venice for supremacy. Rightfully called “the Pearl of Adriatic Sea”, its ring of thick, imposing defensive walls testify to its former importance. Now Dubrovnik plays the role of a world class city hosting festivals, cultural events, and tourists enjoying its inviting atmosphere, great restaurants, and sunny climate.

Photo of Dubrovnik - Credit: www.all-free-photos.com

Photo of Dubrovnik - Credit: http://www.world-in-picture.com/


Large chunks of the Old Town are now traffic-free zones, making ambling along the winding streets a stress-free experience. I love taking an evening stroll as the aroma of freshly caught seafood snakes through the cobbled lanes. Do yourself a favor and duck into a family-owned restaurant and enjoy some of the local cuisine. Like any coastal area, a rich tradition has evolved as generations of fishermen and local chefs translated their greatest food resource into a tasty art.

Some Croatian favorites include grilled red mullet, savory stews, fresh oyster with lemons, and the amazing shrimp buzara, a sauce of tomatoes, white wine, onions and breadcrumbs. Because of its proximity to other coastal countries, some Croatian fish dishes also carry Italian and Spanish influences.

Many restaurants hug the cliffs jutting out over the sea, affording diners with a breathtaking view of the aqua-blue waters spreading out into the horizon. Local restaurants serving great traditional fare include the laid-back Sesame, the old-fashioned Dubrovacki Kantun, and the popular Rozarij.

Photo of coast from Dubrovnik - Credit: www.all-free-photos.com

Once the shops of Old Town close for the night, revelers come out and the cobbled quarters become the scene of music, drinking and flirting till early morning. Clubs and bars abound along the winding lanes. Some clubs spin middle-of-the road electronica and some cater to a more artsy/underground crowd. Latino Club Fuego and Beach Club Banjo are popular, as is the unique Revelin, located inside the historic Revelin Fortress.

In terms of bars, there are plenty, particularly a clutch located behind the cathedral. Faux Irish pubs are the latest craze, packed with Aussies, Americans and UK partiers—but few locals. Katie O’Connor’s holds the title of Oldest Irish Pub in Town, and is situated in an old stone cellar. Pub Karaka, an Irish wannabe, is popular too.

Be warned: Revelers in Dubrovnik like to up the classiness when they hit the town, so don’t dress in your worn jeans, Nike trainers and unwashed shirt. If you brought some nice clothes, now’s the time to break them out. I feel embarrassed when I show up wearing the same undignified garb I wore that morning. My rumpled Adidas t-shirt and Converse shoes won’t cut it. Neither will yours.

In terms of Dubrovnik accommodations, cheap beds can be found at Vila Micika Hostel and Dubrovnik Backpacker’s Club and Youth Hostel, Dubrovnik. At the other end of the spectrum, plusher experiences can be had at the Hotel Kazbek, Hotel Bellevue, and Hotel Excelsior.

Don’t let an opportunity to visit one of Croatia’s great island experiences pass you by. A 30-minute drive across the causeway from Zadar, Pag Island hosts an interesting mix of traditional culture and modernity infused with the vibrancy brought out by its young visitors. The throbbing night scene in the town of Novalja has led the island to be nicknamed “the Balkan Ibiza” by young Europeans in search of a less touristy experience than its overrated Spanish counterpart. The party begins on the beach and continues through the night at the sweaty, crowded clubs.

Needless to say, afternoon siestas are popular here. Accommodations on the island range from hostels (the well-located Big Yellow House) to nice hotels (Hotel Tony and Hotel Boskinac) to camping grounds for the rustic set.

Once you’re sunburned and partied out, take a couple days to recover because there’s much left to explore. The Istrian Coast is charming, and its main attraction, Rovinj, is an idyllic town worth getting lost in (and you will; the ancient winding streets of its old town core are confusing but picturesque). Split is another great option. Considered Croatia’s “second city’, Split boasts a rich Roman history sharing space with some of the best upscale shopping opportunities on the Dalmatian coast. Try the seafood here. You’ll be glad you did.

Photo of Split - Credit: www.all-free-photos.com


Though still enjoyable solo (you’ll meet plenty of new friends), the region is best experienced with people who share your energy level and interests. Depending on your preference for nighttime activities, you might want to try the romantic/family route (think lovely snusets over the sea) or party it up with close pals who’ll keep your secrets (think Animal House on the beach). Summer is the best time to visit if you’re interested in the beach, particularly July and August. Winter brings shorter days, cooler temperatures, but lesser crowds.

Thanks to the proximity of mountains to the coast, mountain biking and trekking opportunities can be done without much extra travel.
Treks can range from the simple coastal walks to complete mountain adventures. In the winter, skiing is hugely popular; the Croatian Olympic center at Bjelolasica is a top-notch facility and draws would-be slalom champs. In the summer, thousands of hard-core kayakers and scuba divers tag team the sea.

For those of you who only have a week or two to spend, I recommend spending a few days in Dubrovnik, scenic Rovinj with a quick jaunt to the island of Havar and then on to Split for a couple more days before returning home.

Photo of Havar - Credit: http://www.world-in-picture.com/


Balmy climate, blue water, and historic cities—at a more affordable price than the better-known alternatives to the west. I’ve found that the popular-again Croatian coast is more crowded every year, but that’s the thing about great places; there’s a reason why they don’t remain a well-kept secret for long.

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Author Bio:

James Ullrich is a thirty-three year-old freelance writer. He recently completed his first novel, a contemporary thriller set in Rome and Prague. When not writing, he enjoys traveling through Europe with a backpack and a journal. He’s currently working on his next novel. He lives in Seattle.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Prost from Germany!

August 11, 2011

We woke up late and as usual missed both breakfast and the free hostel walking tour so we asked the girl at the front desk to create a walking tour for us. It was a great walk! You start at the hostel and then go under the arch down the main shopping thoroughfare past Marienplatz Square (the main square).


Don't forget to take a picture of the town hall which is beautiful! From there Dienerstrasse where you will pass more cool old buildings like the Residenz and walk through the manicured Hofgarten. Cut up through the garden and take a right on Princzregentenstrasse and walk until you see a huge collection of people.


They are watching the "Surf Wave" which is a surf wave created by a slab of concrete that fell into the river. Medium to experienced surfers spend the entire day surfing the constant wake. The best part is you can just drop in on the wave; you don't have to paddle out! Only one surfer at a time can go on the wave and they spend about 30 seconds each before letting someone else go. It was one of the coolest things I've seen.


This is also the start of the English Garden which is a huge park twice the size of New York's Central Park. As you walk north you will pass the "nude beach" which is an area of the park known for its naked sunbathers. There are also a bunch of "gypsies" practicing carnival tricks on the other side of the stream.


We walked even farther north to Chinesischer Turm or "Chinese Tour" one of the more popular beer gardens in Munich. We spent the next few hours at the beer gardens drinking giant mugs of Weissbier (wheat beer) and eating brats and rotissere chicken. The brats weren't very good but the chicken was amazing. Unfortunately, the bees thought so too. For whatever reason the city is COVERED in bees. Apparently it's because Germany has had a lot of rain this summer. All I know is it makes eating outside kind of unpleasant because they are constantly trying to drown in your beer.


There weren't that many people our age around (a group of four old men were sitting next to us playing a German card game that were drunk and hilarious) so we decided to play the two-person drinking my friend had created. It's very simple. Basically you play rock-paper-scissors or "roshambo" and if you lose the hand you take a drink. But if you TIE then you keep playing until someone wins. The loser has to take a drink for every tie that occurred. So if you tied three times and then lost you have to take four drinks. Needless to say I was terrible at this game and went through three giant beers pretty quickly.

A quick note about beer gardens is that when you buy the beer they take a Euro deposit for the mug and give you a token. You then have to go around the corner to the Deposit area to return the mug and get your Euro back. So don't lose your token! Or if you like the mug keep it! It was getting pretty late in the day at this point so we wandered back to the hostel. I bought a giant pretzel to chew on for the walk back and it was amazing. The pretzels here are the best I've ever had I think because they are made with sourdough? I don't know but seriously the best ever.

The best part about Wombats Munich is the WomBAR, which is obviously the BAR in the hostel. We decided to head in to make some friends since it was extremely lively at 6pm. Almost immediately I run smack into Brendan, my friend from Porto and Lagos! So random how you continually run into people all over Europe! He introduced us to three cousins from Illinois: Ben, Will, and Army (I can't remember his name).


After finding out they were still in college it became my mission to test their drinking skills. Will said he was the president of his frat so he was my biggest target. Within an hour Army bows out and the other two are DRUNK. Haha! At this point we'd also been joined by two other guys who just passed the bar, Carson and Justin. I'd also learned a thing or two about International Drinking Rules. This is a grouping of drinking rules that apparently are known all over to the elite few? Here are the ones I learned:

1) Don't drink with your right hand or you have to take a drink
2) If you say "yours" or "mine" you have to do ten push-ups
3) Don't say the word, "drink" or you have to drink
4) Don't point at people or "extend your digits" or you have to take a drink

And the #1 rule is don't tell people the rules so I'm taking a few drinks as I write this to atone for writing about them. There are likely to be a bunch of other rules but I don't know them...yet! The group of us, along with my friend, decided to hit the bars/clubs - whatever we could find. My friend who was still feeling really sick almost immediately headed back to the hostel to rest and we lost track of the rest (Will couldn't get into the club because he was wearing flipflops.

It ended up being Ben, Will and I at a random lounge that played great rock hits! I attempted to teach the two how to dance (Ben showed some promise). We came back and hung out in the lobby chatting until 4am because my sleep schedule at this point is so upside down.


August 12, 2011

We woke up at 8:30am this morning to go on our tour of Neuschwanstein Castle. I was definitely not feeling so hot...

We met our tour group at the train station near their office (Radius Tours) which was led by Mike/Spike/Orange T-shirt guy. He was super helpful, eager, on-time and knowledgeable which was a nice change from my last two tour experiences. I highly recommend Radius Tours. It took two trains to get to Hohenschwangau which is the town right below Neuschwanstein Castle. You have to be aggressive on these trains to get a seat so be ready!


Upon arrival (it takes two hours to get there) we stopped for lunch at a little cafe. It can take up to two hours to eat at the bigger restaurants so I recommend avoiding those. The cafe has amazing bratwurst for 2.50 Euro so why eat anywhere else anyway. I had two!


After the quick lunch, Mike debriefed us on our options for getting up to the castle. Basically you can walk (very strenuous), you can take the bus for like 2 Euro, or you can take a horse-drawn carriage (two hour line). The obvious choice was the bus which takes you up to Marienbrucke Bridge for a spectacular view of the castle. The bridge is pretty high up as a caution to people with a fear of heights! On the way I also grabbed a picture of Hohenschwangau Castle.


We had about 30 minutes or so to spend on the bridge before heading to the castle for our tour of the interior. You have to be on time or you will miss your chance. The whole tour was like a well-oiled machine just like Alhambra was (except better done). The interior of the castle was magnificent with very ornate wood carvings, lavish tapestries and secret rooms.


Here are some interesting facts I learned on the tour:

1) Hohenschwangau Castle (the other castle near Neuschwanstein) was built by King Ludwig II's father and was used as a summer palace by the royal family.

2) Neuschwanstein was built by King Ludwig II and was never finished because his family didn't want to invest more money in it after his death.

3) The building of the castle was started in 1869 and ended in 1886 when Kind Ludwig II died. It was opened for tourists only six weeks later even though multiple floors were never finished as well as the outdoor patio.

4) A structure can only be a castle if it includes both a palace and a fortress.

5) King Ludwig II was known as the "mad king" but he may not have been mad at all. The story around his death is still very suspicious. He was found dead facedown in the lake near the castle with his psychiatrist. This psychiatrist had just met him that day (after already signing a document saying he was crazy before actually meeting him). They had gone for a walk and never came back. Sounds pretty shady to me!

6) In 1996, they calculated the cost of building the castle based on the standard of gold at the time and it came out to about 124 million dollars.

7) The interior of the castle is based on Richard Vogner's operas because they were considered the best of culture at the time. Each room corresponds to a different opera from Tristan and Isolode to Lohengrin.

8) In the throne room the chandelier weighs over 2,000 tons and the floor is made up of over 2,000 mosaic tiles.

9) The dressing room of the king is accessed via a secret door built into the wall.

10) Neuschwanstein means "White Swan Stone."

We took one train back to Munich and returned to the hostel where I spent time updating the blog down in the solar (there's this awesome little outdoor greenhouse type area with couches and hammocks). It was there that I met Mitch Leiderhosen and his host of Aussies. They were headed to Augustiner which is one of the larger beer gardens in Munich and invited me to go but my friend was taking a nap so I said we'd meet up.


A few hours later my friend and I classed it up in little black dresses and walked to Augustiner with a bottle of wine and two glass glasses. Nothing like walking down a street in a nice outfit with a glass of red. It was a pretty ridiculous sight. We got a lot of stares.


Upon arrival at the beer garden we found tables filled with about 200 people. It was clear that finding the Aussies would be a task assuming they were still there. While waiting in line for beers we met a guy from Wisconsin named Billy who was so excited that I liked the Green Packers. He couldn't stop talking about his huge crush on Brett Favre.


Billy was on a pub crawl and eventually left at which point we began talking to a bunch of 18-year-olds who were training to be Formula 1 racecar drivers. Damn them! That's what I want to do! One was from Iceland, which confused my friend because she'd never really believed people lived there (sarcasm).

Next thing we know it begins to pour down rain so we make a hasty retreat to a taxi back to the hostel bar. What do you know? We found the Aussies!


We spent the rest of the night at the bar with only one excursion across the street to the takeaway pizza place.


This place has the BEST pizza (it's called Restaurant Ca'd'Oro). I suggest the artichoke and ham one.


August 13, 2011

Sadly we had to be out of the hostel by 10am which felt SO early but it didn't matter anyway since we needed to pick up the rental car by 12pm (they close early on Saturdays). We took two metros to get there and then waited forever for the car. We had been planning on going to the famous Hofbrauhaus beer hall for lunch but we didn't get back to the hostel until 2pm and really needed to get on the road. Oh well, I have to come back to Munich for Oktoberfest at some point anyway so I'll visit it then!

Somehow we managed to navigate our way out of Munich without a map - we only had to do one U-turn! Once on the A8 it is extremely easy to find the different castle towns. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention! We were renting a car for three days to travel a stretch of road from Munich to Frankfurt called the Romantic Road. It's about five hours driving directly but we were going to chop that up into stops at the different castles and medieval cities. We had the coolest car too, a sky blue Volvo convertible, but we couldn't get the top to go down which was very upsetting!

Our first stop was Dinkelsbuhl where we had a good lunch of brats and saurekraut at a restaurant called Kaffeehaus just off the main square. From what I could tell an older man and his son ran the place both of whom had faulty English and big smiles.


Back on the road we navigated ourselves towards Rothenburg which is probably one of the more touristy, famous castle towns. Along the way we made jokes about the word, Ausfarht, which means "exit" but we just kept yelling "Ass Fart!" every time we'd pass one (I'm extremely mature for my age). We also passed a bunch of creepy signs on the highway warning you not to speed or drive drunk. But rather then just having text the signs were pictures that looked like they'd been drawn by a little kid in crayon. One had a kid and a mom with a picture of Daddy on a cloud in heaven because he drove drunk and another of a little kid and parents visiting Grandpa's grave because he was speeding. Technically very effective advertising!

It was very easy to find our way into Rothenburg where we parked just outside the city walls in P1. From P1 it was a quick into the town where we checked into the Goldene Rose Hotel. The girl at the front desk was in a massive hurry because apparently there is a huge music festival going on down in the valley that she was anxious to get to. We'd been hoping for a relaxing night in a castle town but at the words, "giant music festival," we had to dawn our party hats once again.


At one point while we were getting ready I asked my friend if she wanted to go put money in the meter for the car and she said, "It's dark out and no one will hear me scream." This is hilarious because she lost her voice two days ago and can't speak above a very quiet whisper. It costs 5 Euro to park for 24 hours but they are nice and don't start the timer until 8am the next morning so it's really more than 24 hours.

On our way down to the concert we stopped at what appeared to be the only open restaurant, an Italian place called Pizzeria Italia on Herrngasse. We shared an excellent bottle of wine and our pasta was pretty good. The concert itself was sold out but apparently you can walk down the hill and listen to the music at the beer garden on the other side of the river which was just fine with us.

Halfway down the hill we were waylaided by an English guy who told us the music was ending in 30 minutes. He was with a sweaty group of guys who he introduced as a band from Belarus, Russia, who had just finished their set. The lead singer's name was Mat and he spoke excellent English. His two Russian friends didn't speak a word of it though. The English guy's name was Andy and he made up the fourth person in the group.

We decided to follow them back up the hill and into the town to an aptly-named bar called Rock Cafe. The two non-English-speaking quite drunk and apparently telling hilarious jokes because they couldn't stop laughing. One of them had one of those laughs that is so funny to listen to that you can't help joining in even though we had NO idea what he was saying.


Apparently the concert is made up of two parts. One part is the main concert which had big names like Iggy Pop and NOFX playing on the main stage. The other, smaller stage was the second part and dedicated to a European battle of the bands called Emergenza. Basically bands from all over Europe competed in their own country and neighboring countries to be one of the 18 bands selected to perform at this concert. The Belarus band was one of the 18, their band is called No Common Name and they are like a funky hard rock band.

The best part of the evening was that since my friend had lost her voice she had to write questions down on a napkin. They thought that was hilarious. After chilling at the cafe for a few hours we ended up back at their hostel trying a glass of Belarus brandy which was good but I couldn't stomach a whole glass of it. From there we walked around the corner to our hotel to sleep.


August 14, 2011

Today we spent the day wandering Rothenburg on a German food tour. We started with a breakfast of goulash and toast. Goulash is a stew made with meat and vegetables that's like chili without the beans. It's served piping hot. Of course the bees were trying to eat it too. I'm swear I'm going to kill the next one that tries to taste my food!


From there I took a jaunt up to the top of the church tour in the Markt square for 2 Euro. It actually was the best tower view of the trip so far! The inside of the tower was the most fun since it is all made of wooden stairs that are so old that the handrails are polished and slippery smooth.


Next I snacked on schneeballs as we walked down towards the concert. Schneeballs can best be described as the same material as funnel cake but more crispy and crunchy inside of doughy. Each schneeball has a different flavor. I ordered a cinnamon/sugar, a powdered sugar, and a dark chocolate-dipped one. They were okay.


This time we made it to the bottom of the hill where we found a little beer garden but all the tables were missing! We came around the corner and found crowds of people sitting at the picnic tables...in the river. Yes, they had carried the tables down to the shallow river and put them in the middle of the stream where they sat to listen to the music and enjoy their beers. The beers were 3.70 which wasn't terrible and we found a nice little bench facing the river where we sat for a few hours listening to the music.


I was on my way back to order another round when that famous German rain suddenly began to pour down on us. At first we tried to make a run for the city but we were soaked to the bone in about 15 seconds so we took shelter under a tent serving hot sausages and fries. Yes, I took advantage of the pitstop for a quick lunch.

Finally the rain began to let up and we trudged wet and freezing up the hill into the city. We were still hungry (we spend a lot of time eating in Germany it seems) so we stopped again for food on Herrngasse Street. We stopped at a hotel restaurant whose name I didn't catch but it is on the right hand side of the street as you walk into the city from the garden point before you get to Markt square.

We curled up in their giant overstuffed chairs and enjoyed piping hot mugs of gluvine with a warm plate of apple strudel. Gluvine is wine mixed with water, cinnamon and cloves and then heated so it is like wine cider. I wasn't expecting to like it but I found myself draining my mug.

All that was missing was a hot, hot shower so we walked back to the car and drove 18 km to our next accommodation in Colmberg. On our approach to Colmberg we saw a massive stone castle sitting atop the hill looking out over the town. I pointed it out to my friend and said, "That's where we are staying." We winded our way up the hill and pulled up in front of a legitimate castle with gate, tower, and gangway. AWESOME.

After an extremely hot shower I roamed the castle halls taking pictures. It was twilight at this point which made the dark hallways very authentic and equally creepy. The heads of stuffed animals lined the walls and the empty chapel felt like it was filled with ghosts. I felt like Nancy Drew on a mysterious adventure!


The castle grounds even boast their own herd of deer! This may sound messed up but when we went to the dining room for dinner 15 minutes later I ordered venison. What can I say I knew it was fresh! The venison was cooked to perfection in a juniper sauce making it one of the best meals in Germany. We also tried the wine and cheese soup and the Franconian wedding soup which has meat balls and noodles. Both were very tasty but very filling. My friend had chicken filled with cream cheese over a bed of rice that was also very good. All-in-all a perfect ending to a medieval day!


After dinner we took the rest of our wine out to the patio and I ran upstairs to change into pants because it was chilly. On my way back down the hallway I looked out the window to see the most beautiful sunset! Bavaria truly is a romantic place! The castle builders messed up because the patio doesn't face the sunset which is a major shame!


As we were finishing our wine, two guys around our age came up to our table. Their names were Mikhail and Tom and they were from New York. They've been friends since 7th grade, went to NYU together and then jointly launched a mobile company called Blue Bite. They asked if anything was going on that we knew of and we mentioned the concert although we weren't sure if it was over or not (it was almost 11pm at this point).


We rocked out to Aussie music on the ride and re-parked in P1 since our parking pass was still good. The concert was clearly over since streams of people were going in the opposite direction of us so we wandered until we found Rock Cafe again. It was hopping with people! My friend chatted with an Irish rastafarian while I talked to Tom and Mikhail. Tom told me that he wanted to go back to grad school for neuroscience because he thinks inception is actually possible. It was a really interesting conversation. Mikhail also told me about an old show called Caught in the Act. One of the episodes was about a bartender who stirred drinks with his you-know. Brings a whole new meaning to cocktail right?

We left soon after that because I was exhausted and the two guys weren't big drinkers. My friend was the only one who really wanted to stay out because she'd finally gotten her voice back! On the way back to the castle, Mikhail figured out how to put the top down AND get the navigation to pop up on the dash! Woohoo we actually get to USE the convertible!


August 15, 2011

Today was a big castle day! We woke up early and hit the A6. The first stop was Schwabisch Hall which is a small medieval town with a cool clock tower. The best part is walking along the river though because of the reflection of the old houses in the water. The food here was terrible though. We tried two different places and both were awful!


Next was Bad Wimpken which attracted me because of the weird name. You have to drive as if you are going to Heidelburg because it doesn't appear on the map. All of a sudden you see this spectacular view of a town looming down on you from the top of a big hill. That's Bad Wimpken. It was a hillier town with all old houses and an imposing church with many towers. We stopped for beers and I wish I'd eaten there because the people sitting next to us had the best looking pasta. Unfortunately, we left after I spilled beer all down the front of me. I'd been mid-sip when you guessed it a wasp flew right into my face. I swear to God I'm going to come up with a bee-kill spray.


The last stop was Heidelburg which was much bigger. You can take a funicular to the top of the mountain for a fantastic view (roundtrip is 12 Euro each). We were stupid since you can drive up there but we didn't think about that until we'd already bought our tickets! You can also tour the castle and the smaller medieval town halfway up the hill but my friend was castled-out so we returned to the main town area for some real food. We ate at a little restaurant called Thanner that was okay and then drove the remainder of the way to the Frankfurt airport to drop off the car.


We took the S Bahn to Messe. When we arrived we were a little weirded out because it felt like we were on the outskirts of town in the industrial area, a strange place for a hostel?! From the Messe station you can look down from the platform and you will see Meininger Hotel. When I booked it I thought it was a hostel but from the outside it looks much more like a hotel. The downstairs area did have more of a hostel feel with a small bar, reception and lounges occupied by people using the free Wifi. When they gave us a city map we realized that yes we were definitely on the outskirts of town. Why did I pick this hostel? Weird. Even weirder was that they had run out of room keys so they had to escort us to our room. My friend was leaving the next morning so we went to bed around midnight. I need to get the heck out of Frankfurt tomorrow. It is LAME!