Today was castle day. I headed to Fussen this morning and ended up on the train with a guy from New York who is here on business. We chatted for awhile until my transfer. Once in Fussen, I caught a bus up to the little area right below the castles, walked right up to buy a ticket and headed up to Hohenschwangau to wait for my number to flash on the screen. I love the off season. Sure, I'm there shivering and being rained on, but it is FABULOUS to see all those snaking line guard things and walk right past them and up to the window without waiting behind a single person.
The way they do the ticketing and such for the castles is very interesting. And very conniving. Haha. Very efficient when there are hoardes of people, and maybe a little frustrating when there aren't.
When you buy tickets, there is a time and a group number on your ticket. No matter what, there will be at LEAST a half an hour from the time you buy your ticket until the time on your ticket. This is by design. With nothing much to do, the royal family, who still owns most of the tourist shops, restaurants etc, hopes that you'll spend more money. The minimum you can get between the 2 castles is 2 hours, which leaves you with about an hour and a half to kill after touring Hohenschwangau. Those sneaky royals!
Anyway, here's Hohenschwangau:
Its so big this is the only way I could get the entire thing in the frame! This is on my way up to Queen Mary's Bridge.
A little history: Although there is a long pedigree of kings who had something to do with Hohenschwangau, they kind of focus it around King Ludwig II since he's the one who built Neuschwanstein. He was born here and grew up in this castle and lived here while Neuschwanstein was being built. In fact he even had a telescope set up in his room pointed toward the new castle so he could watch its progress. There were lots of childhood busts of him and his brother as well as some other cool things. The coolest being the first ever glow in the dark stars on his bedroom ceiling. They were translucent and lighted oil could be added from the floor above to make them shine! Genius!
When I finished the rather quick tour there, I headed back down into town and ate some German Potato Soup (P90X anyone? anyone? Leslie will get it if no one else does!) at a little cafe and it was delicious. Nothing like hot soup and a freezing rainy day. Then I started truckin up the path to Neuschwanstein. Didn't take me long to go from shivering to sweating with that steep of an incline! There was a shuttle option as well as a horse drawn carriage you could take . . . but not for me! I baby tractored my way right up.
[Sidenote: I just got new roommates in my hostel - 3 guys from Edmonton. They promptly informed me that they are completely wasted and are headed downstairs to continue drinking. This may turn out to be an interesting night!]
Anyway, I got to this little waiting area and finally remembered to ask someone to snap a picture of me!
The views from up there are obviously amazing. The castle is seriously like a huge fantasy land. It was not designed by an architect, it was designed by a painter! Ludwig and Wagner were very good friends and Ludwig loved Wagners work so he basically did the entire interior as a tribute to Wagner and his works. Each room represents a different opera and has paintings from scenes from the operas on the walls. One of the operas has a cave in it, so Ludwig had a cave built right inside! Unfortunately you can't take pictures inside. Its a pretty fanciful castle. He died under mysterious circumstances (murder or suicide, no one is quite sure. He was found in the bottom of a lake) before it was ever finished and he lived there for less than 6 months! Crazy! The thing that was sad to me is that Wagner died before ever having the opportunity to see what Ludwig had done for him.
Anyway, after touring that castle, I headed up to Queen Mary's Bridge. Here's a view of it from the castle:
It was another steep hike to get up there but more than worth it when I walked out onto the bridge and saw this view:
AND, I even asked someone to take a picture for me. Twice at one place, am I on a roll or what?!
Another sidenote: one of the guys just came back and climbed up to his top bunk bed and passed out. I have never seen someone fall asleep so fast. He was snoring in less than a minute, I'm not even kidding!
Anyway. Its after 11 oclock so I'm gonna start majorly condensing. I'm so tired and I need to get up early to make it out to Dachau.
So I took this secluded trail through the gorge that goes under the waterfall that you can see from earlier. Apparently no one else knew it was there, I was the only one on the trail! It was incredibly beautiful. I wanted to make the 4:30 bus back to Fussen though so I quite literally ran down the entire mountain. I stopped and walked only when it was too steep, slippery and wet to run. I was glad I did though cause I made it just in time for the bus.
As I was waiting for the bus, I heard a guy call out to another girl in Spanish and I immediately recognized his accent and asked if he was from Spain. He was. I got to talking to him and his girlfriend and they are AWESOME! They had met another girl, Megan, from Cali so the 4 of us sat together on the way back to Munich. We had to make 2 transfers on the way back and one of them was about 40 minutes long. So while Megan went to the supermarket that was close, Victor, Sara and I went and ate bratwurst in a little cafe. I seriously love both of them. It was so so fun to speak in Spanish and talk about Spain with them! We all felt like old friends by the time we got back to Munich. They're going out tonight to bar hop. Won't be joining my new friends on that trip! But we are officially Facebook friends.
Anyway, great day. Another tiring day, what with the hiking and all. And train travel. Tomorrow will be another full day. Sheesh, I still need to blog about actual Munich! Tomorrow. It sure aint happenin tonight. Sorry for the lengthy post with fewer pics. It happens.



















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