Category Archives: Austria

The (almost) perfect town of Kalwang

The picturesque village of Kalwang (pop. 1,016) where everything looks perfect, exquisitely clean, footpath to the forest carpetted with thousand and one varieties of colourful wildflowers, even the canal is crystal clear!

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Wanted to buy some chocolates but all we have is Hungarian forints, forgetting that we are now in Euro land!

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Looking for Charlie from the inside of the church

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Gravestones on the church ground

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The May Pole is still up!

 

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Good idea for our flat tires

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Town Hall

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Baroque altar of St Oswald Parish Church

A brief stop at Spital am Pyrhn, Austria

Why is it that everytime we are in Austria we always tend to sing “The hills are alive” of Julie Andrews? There is something in this country that blows us away even if it’s only a cattle farming community such as Spital am Pyrhn. Literally means “village in the mountains”, Spital am Pyrhn is set in a picturesque landscape famous as a skiing resort in the winter and an equally popular hiking paradise the rest of the year. What makes it attractive for nature lovers is that, it is the gateway to the Kalkalpen National Park, the largest forest region in Central Europe, which boasts of hidden gorges, untouched mountain streams, caves, fantastic flora and fauna, among others.

If only we had more time, we would have loved to explore the forest and Charlie would have the ball of his life. Oh well, we might just go back, after all, it’s not too far away from where we live..

IMG_4936bWaking up to a staggering Alpine scenery like this makes us yearn to explore the ever so beautiful Austrian countryside more and more
@Haus Johanna, Spital am Pyhrn, Oberweng, Upper Austria..

 

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20151104_090754bThat red and black pole is a snow marker, as the name suggests, is used to measure the depth of snow
and to mark the boundary of the road when it is too covered in snow..

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20151104_085327bA children’s playground

20151104_091142bThe start of a hiking path as symbolized by the pairs of shoes.

 

 

A B&B that bespeaks the legendary Austrian Hospitality

“You’re becoming a B&B geek.” my husband tells me as he drives the van out of Villa Elizabeth.

Indeed, another exceptional experience we gained staying in the guesthouse of our dreams that night.

Move over chain hotels!  Five-star or Budget,  we are definitely sticking to the more personal touch of beautiful homes, generous breakfast  and charming hosts who treat us as treasured guests rather than customers.  Even better than that, like long-lost friends, for which hotel in the world whose owner or staff would give us the French bisous (a kiss on each cheek) while saying our goodbyes?  No, this simply doesn’t happen in chain hotels but we have experienced these in some B&Bs in France and Italy but Austria beats them both as the owner, Anna Maria, went all the way as to thrust cereal bars taken out of the buffet counter, into my hands, to sustain us on our drive to our destination.  Such kindness.

 

Villa Elizabeth, so-named because the owner adores the Empress of Austria of same name, is an elegant house transformed into a 5-star luxury B&B  (with spa and pool) in Admont, a small town sitting at the foot of the Austrian Alps where verdant and undulating landscape make you sing Julie Andrews’ Sound of Music signature song  “The hills are alive…” through and through.

Anna Maria made us feel so special, offered us chilled local beer in our room, where chocolates are neatly spread out on all of the  beds and flowers adorn every corner.

“I’ll give you the most beautiful room in the house.” she told us as we were coming in and truly so,  we were just blown away by its size.  It’ss more than a bedroom, it’s more of a Presidential suite with an  extra room for two more people and the huge bathroom prides itself with not only a polygonal bath at the far end but also a window showing a postcard view of the town dominated by the church and the mountains in the background.

 The town of Admont as seen from the bedroom terrace

 

The elegant lounge which made me almost teary-eyed with joy.  I felt so privileged to be in there.  Every room of the villa is a work of art!

Still the lounge, with its palatial chandelier, and the adjoining room on the left.

 The adjoining room on the right of the lounge

The sumptuous buffet breakfast corner

Our dining table which is located in the glass conservatory that overlooks the gardens.
There are three tables here,  the longest one was occupied by four other Austrians guests who were on holiday.

 

We always believe that staying in small family-run guesthouses is part of the joy of travelling for we get to experience true local hospitality,  listen to some history, meet and make friends, gain valuable ideas,  the list is endless…

And Villa Elizabeth satisfies each of all these points.  We are definitely going back bringing our friends and family so they, too, can experience a memorable stay in this charming place that bespeaks the legendary Austrian hospitality.

Villa Elisabeth
Paradiesstraße 86, 8911 Admont, Austria
60 euros/night, double room

24 hours in Graz

We needed a break. H and I have been toiling relentlessly at home and in the garden for weeks since we got back from Siracusa and we were close to burning out.

Well, I should say, we are desperate for a change of scenery. Not that we are complaining about our own. The endless blooms in the garden, the warm biscuits and tarts coming out of the oven, the new shelves DIY’d by H in the kitchen, office and walk-in wardrobe make for good tinkling of glasses of wine every end of the day, revelling at the fruits of our own labour and at each other’s sense of accomplishment….

But we are missing TRAVEL! Oh how we get deliriously transformed everytime we hop into the car looking forward to discovering a new place, its people, its food and everything different from what we are used to.

And we chose Graz.
This second biggest city of Austria, after Vienna, is only 1.5 hours drive from where we live.    H and I frequently talked about going there one day, and it happened last weekend.

But first, we had to figure out what to do with Charlie (the dog) because we were intent to explore this city all to ourselves.

 

Saturday, 12 noon

We dropped Charlie at a hundepension (dog hotel) in Austria, 20euros a night, not far from Graz.  His board includes food and a run  in the hotel garden.  It’s about time he takes his own  holiday, we thought.

Saturday, 6pm

We arrived in Graz on a scorching  afternoon, too hot to do any serious sightseeing so we decided to take a rest and go out at 6pm when it gets cooler.   The hotel is 15-minute walk to the center so we ambled our way following the map.  It was a pleasant walk – lovely architecture that is more Italian than Austrian,  and since this is late Spring, the season of roses, we feasted our eyes on the different floral varieties we saw on every corner.  This one on the photo is a rose garden behind the Opera house.

 

Not long afterwards, we came across this maze of squares and alleys filled with cafés and restaurants.  The  Mediterranean feel is so strong, it reminds me   of Nice in the south of France.

It’s Saturday evening (past 7pm) so customers are brimming everywhere.  Some are only too happy to  pose for my camera!

 

We noticed the prevalence of religious artworks – painted or sculpted – infront of buildings.  The facades are colourful, too.

The “Painted House” is the name given to this building in Herrengasse street (few steps from the Rathaus) because it is covered with frescoes depicting Greek and Roman gods.  It was painted in 1742 by Baroque artist Johann Mayer.  This was the official residence of the Habsburgs as princes of Styria up until the second half of the 15th century.

 

While browsing for Graz’ Things-to’do, I read so much about its magical courtyards located in the historic center so I became obsessed searching for open gates or doorways to gain access.  I was not the only one though.  These two gentlemen are also courtyard-spotters!

Here, I am standing at the courtyard of the Landhaus (where the Styrian Parliament convenes in the Assembly Hall).  The arcaded inner courtyard is a masterpiece of Italian Renaissance and this is where festivities, concerts, theatersare regularly held.

 

A courtyard bicycle parking to die for –

Probably the most photographed street in Graz is the Sporgasse.  It is also the oldest, pre-dating the city itself and the most picturesque.  For architectural buffs like me, there are plenty of architectural wonders waiting to be discovered ..

The awe-inspiring  Luegghouse building with its stucco facade  is the first building that stands at Sporgasse (corner Hauptplatz square)

A city of bicycles and a city of universities.  Both.
Graz is Austria’s cycling capital.  It is also the country’s no. 1 “Student City” as one in every 6 inhabitants is a student.  The city is proud of its six universities.

 What is that? A sea monster?  The locals call it the  “Friendly Alien” –  the Kunsthaus Graz (Graz Art Museum).  It was built during the 2003 European Capital of Culture celebrations and became a landmark of the city.

A floating shell, an artificial island, a ship –  it acts as a bridge over the Mur while serving as an amphitheater, café (with children’s rope climbing net, my favorite!).  Also built for t he 2003 European Capital of Culture.

This is the stairway to Castle Hill all at 260 steps!  Called The Schloßbergsteig (Stairs of the Schloßberg), it was built between 1914 and 1918 by Austrian pioneers and Russian prisoners which is why they were named Russeinsteig (or Russian steps) or more familiarly Kriegsteig (or war steps) as they were built during World War 1.

We were already knackered to climb it so we promised ourselves to do it first thing tomorrow.

The monumental statue of Francis I, Emperor of Austria, at Freiheitsplatz or Freedom Square.
It was from a balcony of the  Schauspielhaus theater in the square, in 1918,  where it was proclaimed that  Austria would henceforth be a republic.  It has become a popular meeting place  for students.

Turning towards Sporgasse again, we finally saw the neo-Baroque oak portal of  what probably is the oldest bakery in Graz.  Though the building dates from 1569, it became a bakery in 1850.

It could easily be said that the national pastime of Graz residents is window-shopping –  what with a plethora of designer boutiques, antique and miscellaneous shops even food stores displaying their items in such stylish and delicious manner.

Sunday, 09:35 am

Craving for an authentic café atmosphere, we skipped the hotel’s breakfast and went searching for a coffee shop .  We were distracted, of course, by this antique market (Grazer Trödelmarkt @Petersgasse) so huge and welcoming.  This is the sofa that we wanted to take home –  but our wallet simply won’t let us!

 

…. and this is the trendy café we chose to have our capuccino and viennoiserie while soaking in the lovely morning sun.   What I enjoyed most about this place is the free-flowing refreshing pitcher of water infused with leaves of mint and slices of oranges.  I give them a mark of 9.5!

We already noticed this square yesterday as we were approaching the Opera House.  It was surrounded by kiosks but they were all closed except for a couple of  biergartens where some students and/or young urban professionals were enjoying their Saturday afternoon over cocktails.   We passed by it again this morning and still closed.   I later found out that this is where the biggest Farmers’ Market in Graz takes place every day except Sunday.  Shame.  This is the bane of  going sightseeing on a weekend, we miss the true colors of a city.

I just had to see for myself how this double spiral staircase looks like, and I was not disappointed.  Located at the Burg, the seat of the Styrian regional parliament, this  masterpiece of stone masonry dates  from the end of the Gothic period.  If you find this image a bit bizarre, that’s because I have photographed it from below the stairs.

It’s time to climb the 260 steps by foot.  Good exercise, says H, but I was puffing and huffing and I thought I was going to collapse midway!  But everytime I look down below and see the staggering view of Graz’ rooftops, my energy seems to pick up quickly.

 

 

A city of a thousand spires, they say of Vienna, but Graz definitely comes second!

 

The Castle Hill gardens – a postcard beauty.

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It must be romantic up in the Castle Hill for we stumbled upon many couples in love.  This couple chose the Chinese Pavilion as witness to their everlasting love.

Speaking of romance, you don’t only feel it up the Castle Hill, they’re everywhere!

This is the view of Graz and the river Mur seen from the Pavilion

After more huffing and puffing – as the Castle Hill seems to be a never- ending climb (but it’s all worth it, mind you), thank goodness we didn’t have to walk down anymore.  This cable car, or I prefer to call it funicular, is quite an experience  in itself.  Imagine the 61degree gradient, practically taking a vertical descent but you get to see more views of the city plus getting the chance to photograph the other funicular coming from the opposite direction.  Ticket costs 2.10 euros one-way and includes transfer to the lift (a breezy way of reaching the Castle Hill), tram or bus and valid for one hour.

 

 One of the many photogenic subjects of  the city is the ornate wrought iron shop signs.  They are not as many as Salzburg (where you find a single street seemingly competing for the most-gilded or the most ornate) but there are still  aplenty scattered everywhere.  The one above hangs over a shop selling Austrian costumes.

 

 This is Sackstrasse, the street of arts, where you will find antique shops, galleries, museums including the K&O (left), the most beautiful department store not only in Graz but in the whole of Austria.

It’s been a long and hot day and we needed to pick up Charlie at 5pm so we decided to have lunch at one of the courtyard restaurants before calling it a day.  This one in Sackstrasse is a very popular place, customers coming non-stop, not only for the great food but the charming setting.  Tables and chairs sandwich the doors belonging to different tenants and two cars parked at the end wall.  Very interesting set up but it sure works in Graz!

In one of our shortcut walks, we got to see this inner courtyard of Landhaus …

… which exits to another charming pedestrian street called the Schmiedgasse.   Lovely shopfronts and cafés vying for the trendiest style – and this one might have won our hearts.  Wooden pallets are very popular upcycled items these days!

 

Bye lovely Graz!  We shall return!
(Already, I read that they hold Christmas markets in December.  Another reason to go back!)