From Ireland to Austria Series: Just a Little Swim Across the Lake...
This is from a series originally posted on my original blog: Seefahrer Thayer. While I don't recommend it, you can view the original posts here. Because the content had value and useful tips I've decided to repost them here, however, they've since been heavily edited and updated.
And you're in Switzerland! Or Austria... or Germany. How neat!
Well, yesterday was a series of confusion... Basically, the first half of the train was going where I wanted to go, the second half lead... elsewhere. Luckily it wasn't just me that was confused. Petr from the Czech Republic made the same mistake as me. Funny thing is, we got left twice.
Both times it looked like one whole train, and then at the veeeeery last minute they disconnected it for different routes. And the first time we were still ON the train, and didn't even realize. Luckily it was him that said "I don't understand why they don't say it in English, so everyone can understand" because of course if I said that, being from America, eye rolling would ensue.
So we both got here like 2 hours after our expected arrival. But it's a itty bitty cute little town. I haven't stayed anywhere this small yet. You can literally walk from one side of the island to the next in 15 or 20 minutes.
So we went to our separate hostels, and met up later for drinks. We made the absolutely terrible mistake of asking for a Bavarian beer in a bottle... so this local guy gave us the whole back story and all, and then pointed us in the direction of where we can get bottled beer. We went searching... couldn't find it, but then stumbled into him and his girlfriend again, and they offered to take us down to the waterfront where it should be pretty with the sunset, so we gladly took him up on it.
Wellllll... it was super windy, and cold (finally!) but it was still really pretty. We hung out there for bit, he toured us around, then we parted ways. Petr and I hung out a bit longer, but it started drizzling, so we both kinda rushed home.
I decided to cancel my booking for Milan for tonight because my foot is giving me some trouble. I think I bruised the tendon or muscle or something, because it really hurts to flex it. So I figured I'd stay an extra day here, take it easy and head to Milan tomorrow. Then I have my rooms for Florence booked, and I suppose Rome the next few days, Venice and then Innsbruck!
Oh, I never expected it was possible to enjoy a cold shower until I got to Europe. In a place with no AC or fans, and the frequent sweltering temperatures... a cold shower is amazing.