The train eased out of the Vienna station 2 minutes late as a result of the section from Budapest arriving that much behind schedule. Only a few brief halts as we rolled toward Germany on this express. In Salzburg, ½ the cars and an engine were detached, with no noticeable delay, so those souls could continue on to Innsbruck in the Tirol. Our section rolled along and into Munich.
It turned out the most difficult part of our trip from Austria to Germany was finding the car rental salon in the train station. I had seemingly straightforward instructions from the website where I had reserved the car, telling us the salon was on the 1st floor(2nd floor for us Americans) in the center of the station. Unfortunately, the area was being renovated so there was some construction confusion. We finally located an elevator which seemed sure to take us the right direction(up), but got herded off by an enthusiastic Deutsche Bahn employee who spoke no English, but kept insisting it was verboten. Fifteen minutes later, after finding an out of the way stairway, the salon de autos was located and we were able to obtain the keys to a VW Golf which was hidden away in yet another building. As we walked away from the counter, the helpful young man called out to us, saying, “There is an elevator you can use just around the corner.” You guessed it…the same elevator we had been chased off!
|"Our" Pizza Place|
It was only after I turned off the main road into Wertach that I ran into trouble. We had a hand-drawn map and some photos from our hosts to guide us to our destination. Unfortunately, trying to follow the directions & photos, listening to my iPhone butchering German street names, all while dodging the drivers who actually knew where there were going, caused us to circle the very narrow streets several times before finally arriving at our condo.
The next day was spent walking the streets and getting a much better feel for this small town. It is not a large place and there are not very many streets, but none are actually straight. Most streets curve as they follow old paths which were laid out long before there were such things as automobiles. Fortunately, everything is within walking distance if you don’t mind a few rather steep hills. I try to view it as a little extra exercise to help offset the really good Gasthaus meals we’ve been sampling.
|Gasthaus Hirsch - one of many good places to eat.|