Salzburg. Today we met up with Marla and Ken, Sara and Stuart and did a lakes tour outside of Salzburg that Marla had arranged. At first I was repeating places I’d been to last year on our Sound of Music tour (which was totally fine by me, of course), but then we took a right and it was all new. So beautiful and interesting!
We stopped for a 15 minute walk about, none of us wanted coffee, but loved getting to see the little town of St Gilgen, named after St. Giles, started in 1376 as a lake port town. For us, the most notable piece was seeing where Mozart’s mother came from, her house on the lake and where his sister came for years. It’s just as charming as the Bavarian towns we visited, but in a different way. Some of the same painting, but more substantial buildings – I’m guessing it gets a lot colder here. Bishop Gideus was the name who founded the town in the 11th century.
For whatever reason, this small town has the most expensive private school in Austria, 9-18 years, in English. Not the norm, education is free in Austria and our guide said there was little reason to do this kind of education. The cool thing is that the school specializes in music instruction. Probably a really good senior performance!
We then drove to Hallstatt, an incredibly picturesque village on the lake that was founded and centered on the salt mines that gave Salzburg and the surrounding regions their wealth and trading power. The region is a UNESCO World Heritage site with the oldest salt mine in the world. Hallstatt means salty place. Evidently, this was a quiet town, population of 700 and everyone knew each other, doors were kept open for breezes and visits. Then someone in China visited and fell in love with the village square. They took videos, drawings, etc. and went back home to recreate the village in China and the Chinese visitors descended. It probably brought a lot of income, but it also completely changed the inherent culture. There were signs everywhere reminding people (German, English, Chinese languages) that this was a town and home, an active living community and to treat it respectfully – do NOT walk into homes (that was happening a lot) to view the inhabitants, quiet, no littering, etc.
Now, it’s just darling, no cars at all except for those who live there. Parking above and walking down and up the stairs to get into the town.
Cool modern statue of the saint for the salt miners, ach, St. Bridget? I can’t remember.
When we were parked, before descending, our guide pointed out the highest hill up to the right. Evidently on this hillside, there’s a platform that extends out past the land, called the 5 finger viewing platform. It has a clear bottom with 5 different spaces extending out. Horrifying is all I could think.
There are 2 churches, both beautiful with views, with the Lutheran church (1700’s) on the lake and the Catholic with a 12th century tower and the church itself built into the steep hillside from the 1300’s to the late 1400’s, perched above where all can see it. It had a cool tradition to manage the limited burial space. There was a tiny cemetery, so carefully kept, like the St. Peter’s cemetery in Salzburg. People were buried and a year, year and half later, the bones were dug up. They were cleaned and the skulls were painted with the name, date of death and then the bones and the skulls were carefully placed in the carnal house. New space for the next body. The last one was buried/dug up in 1995. I’m not sure what happens now. This ossuary is in a building dating from the 12th century.
The Catholic church had two altarpieces. The one on the right was from more than 500 years ago, the one on the left was from the 1800’s. I thought it telling that the one on the right was all about Mary, caring, and kind. The one on the left, utterly tortured. When Rick and I went through the Residenz tour, the church museum had some beautiful statues and images of Mary from the Middle Ages. And I heard a line, I’ve never heard before despite having gone into a LOT of churches over my caminos. During the Middle Ages, Mary was regarded as having come to offset/mitigate/not sure of the word the original sin of Eve. Thus softening how people could feel about themselves. I love that idea.
View of the Lutheran church and the lakefront
The town square that so charmed the Chinese artist was wonderful, but hard to capture. The green store on the left is a ceramic store active since 1492. We did a brief stop in, but between time constraints and care with packing, none of us bought anything. I probably would have anyway if they’d had a small vase that I liked because the work was incredible. I immediately assumed it was porcelain, but she said no, all ceramic. Truly beautiful works. Next street over was also wonderful
The house on the right, the blue one, had this sign out front. Great detail for history buffs.
This house had groomed the pear tree for how long? It reminded me of trees from the Cloister Museum in NYC, but those were tiny trees.
Across the lake was the train stop people could take, then a ferry to come to the town. They do not make it easy to get here. But what caught our eyes was a castle that was to the right and the end of the road after the train. The Red Bull guy wanted to buy it, but they put so many restrictions on what he could do that he gave up. It’s still for sale…
Our final stop was the medieval Mondsee Abbey, started in 748 by Benedictine monks. The cloister church is where wedding takes place in the movie, mix of gothic and baroque, and I wrote about this last year. Still fun to see again and this time I found my travel angel – playing a guitar! Perfect. Hope it doesn’t get crushed in my suitcase.
We then all came back, cleaned up a bit and then met to walk over to a concert in the Residenz. It was wonderful!
A small venue, a period instrument, a piano forte, and a truly skilled performer. We all loved it. We were able to ask the woman a few questions and she talked about the fact that you couldn’t practice because it was too precious an instrument, so you just had to really know the piece on a piano and then go for it when performing. The keys were reversed black and white and small both in depth and breadth. Truly impressive.
We then had an hour before the restaurant opened and wandered the old city a bit, got caught in an incredible downpour under one of the arches near the Cathedral and then had dinner at the same place I’d liked so much last year – with the great apricot desserts. We didn’t get to repeat that experience, but it was a fun meal again. In the Goldgasse Hotel.
A great day. Really fun with the whole group, but by general consensus, we decided to do the alone thing the next day since we’d soon be with each other for a week with the Backroads tour. I was looking forward to having another day alone with Rick.
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