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road trip series: germany, france, austria (pt. 1 of 2)
November 13, 2016
I’m
late. Very late. Apologies for the delay! It took a long time getting around to
doing this post, and I really have no excuses except that I wanted to do the
countries creative justice in hopes of presenting each place’s unique charm.
18
days, five countries and an iPhone camera to document it all. Here is part one
of that summer road trip adventure three months ago - yes three months. Where
did all the time go?
First
stop Germany.
Whilst
a visit to Frankfurt was a spontaneous decision (it was decided four days
before we departed) made for my mum to reunite with an old friend, spontaneous
is the right word to describe it all. A three hour power nap after a lengthy eight hour overnight drive from London meant a short and sweet tour around the
city where we mainly stopped for frankfurt’s take on currywurst and an
introduction to the apfelwein. Sights aside, a reunion called for drinks
whether this was in bar #2 or 3. Drinks on an evening cruise around the city
and of course drinks at home.
If
there’s anything I can take from Frankfurt, its that the apfelwein is a must.
Stuttgart
[pronounced: /stoot.gardt/]
The
land of Mercedes. An equivalent to disneyland for any car fanatic or fanboys
alike (aka my dad). The main priority (for my dad) in visiting the city was to
do everything Mercedes and boy did we have the whole package. Stepping out of
the hotel, there’s a Mercedes. Your hotel room view? The Mercedes Arena.
Streets are named Mercedes, every second car passing by the road is a Mercedes.
An inside tour of the factory and visit to the museum was an education on the
history of Mercedes, only that you were surrounded by a beautiful collection of
vintage and classic cars.
fun
fact: The first person to drive an automobile was a woman (the wife of the man
who went on to invent the Mercedes cars)
France.
A place of comfort, familiarity, our second home? Yet, with every visit there
is always something new to discover and this visit wasn’t any different. The
small town of Colmar was an unexpected gem. A blend between German and French,
with the best of both encapsulated in a small town. Colmar, you could describe
is the perfect lazy afternoon. Where the streets are lined with quirky cafes
that you pass time in whilst stepping out to wander around its cobble stoned
footpaths immersing yourself to get lost. The smell, the sights and sounds of
Colmar was a reminder of my appreciation of France.
Salzburg.
The sound of music, Mozart, Beethoven. Those are the first things that come to
mind. Truly a city of music where in each corner, you can hear a melody or two
being played. You can’t help but be inspired when walking around the streets of
Salzburg. A look at the von Trapp family house and walking up and down the
stairs of Mirabell gardens singing do-re-mi was all part of the agenda of that
day.
As I sit in my uni bedroom curating this post, there’s only one thing to
say.
we
shall meet again in part two.
K.
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