Never quite thought I’d pull an all-nighter writing postcards. It happened. I lost count at twenty. Some lucky people have some loves coming their way- be on the lookout!
Leaving at 5:40 to catch a train from Prague to Salzburg is much easier said than done. But alas, we did, and close to 8 hours later after a most awe-inspiring vie we called St. Gilgen our newest and final home.
We are staying in a hostel about an hour out of Salzburg on the shores of the lake Wolfgansee, and it is exactly as I had picture, but better. It was overcast and slightly rainy upon our arrival- which produced some nice clouds for us to come through as we spotted the town for the first time. As we drove in the clouds parted, and below us was this gorgeous lake and adorable town… it was a serious movie moment.
After finding some food, we were all exhausted from a long day’s travel and hit the sacks early in preparation for the big day ahead of us.
THE NEXT DAY
After being tacky American tourists and going to breakfast in our pj’s, Lori and I had decided (well, it was taken more as a challenge of defiance) to do what we were told as one of the steepest hikes in the area. They weren’t lying. As the rest of the group took off to spend the day on a ferry hopping from city-to-city, Lori, Stevie, and I were literally climbing every mountain and crossing every stream.
Turns out that this trail is a pilgrimage. Along the trail they have crosses with pictures of the crucifixion at each step, a cave church towards the top, and other relics along the way.
In the cave church (literally built into a cave), you sign a book and ring a bell for good luck. If you get the bell to ring three times in one pull you get an extra wish. At the next relic, you wash your eyes with the holy water to improve your eyesight. There are things like this all along the trail.
This was some of the steepest mountains I’ve ever hiked, and the humidity was miserable. The views however, were totally and completely worth it. Take a look:
Sorry for the overload of photos- but if you saw what I saw, you would think that an overload was necessary too.
The end of the hike was a dream though, I’ve never felt more Austrian.
To end the hike, we walked through the outskirts of St.Wolfgang to catch the ferry (and maybe to find a WC). It was picturesque, to say the least!
Check “Hike through the Alps” off my bucketlist!