June 26th
We all had a pretty lazy morning and checked out of our room
just minutes before the deadline and then we ate breakfast in the
hostel cafeteria. When I finished eating
I finalized my travel plans to do some sightseeing in the afternoon and then
catch a train to Munich. My Canadian
friends would be leaving a bit earlier.
We all walked down to the train station together and then
said our goodbyes. It is always sad to
say goodbye to the friends that you make over bonding through participating in
adventures together. I will miss my
Canadian friends but it is easy to still keep in touch. I was on my own again, and after chucking my
bags into a locker I headed back to the old city to explore the Hohensalzburg
Fortress that overlooks the city.
![]() |
Salzburg from the Fortress |
![]() |
Me and Monks from St. Johns |
The temperature had gotten warm and hiking up the steep hill
that the fortress was located was quite a work out. To cool down I enjoyed a nice cool radler
before I continued on with the tours.
The history of the fortress is quite interesting. It was build to protect the city more for
looks than anything and it was successful in doing so for eight hundred years
until Napoleon arrived and at that time all of Salzburg just surrendered. As I wandered down from the fortress a
baseball cap caught my eye; it read St
John’s. In my excitement the man and
the group he was with and I asked if him and the rest of them were
Johnnies. Two of them were monks and
faculty at St. John’s. I took a quick
picture with them and then headed to my next location.
I next visited the Salzburg museum of which I didn’t spend
much time in because I thought it was really lacking. Instead I spent the remainder of my time
walking along the river and then around the Mirabell Gardens. Very beautiful and very relaxing.
Eventually later in
the afternoon I arrived at the train station, grabbed my belongings and drank a
coffee. The train ride was only one and
a half hours to Munich and my train arrived at the same time as Irene and
Brian. Once the three of us found each
other we departed the train station for Alex’s parent’s house (Ines and
Georg).
It was wonderful to finally meet my German parents, Ines and Georg. I had heard so much about them from Alex, my
parents and my sister and it was great to finally see it all in person. After the proper greetings had taking place
we all sat out on their porch with some beers and had friendly
conversations. As the sun started to go
down we went back inside to have our dinner.
Ines and Georg were splendid hosts, the food was delicious and Georg
shared with us some of his good wine collection.
No comments:
Post a Comment