...with the fire of a thousand suns.
They´re everywhere! Every freaking tour, sight, bus, hostel, streetcorner, is swarming with large groups of children. Don´t they ever go to school? I swear education in Europe is one giant field trip.
On our boat trip yesterday, 7 year olds in matching hats literally took up all but 5 or 6 of the seats. Then we had to bus to Schloss Hellbrunn with them. The same group of rugrats showed up at our hostel that night, along with like 5 other school groups, running around an screaming and shouting and laughing and swarming like angry bees. Today at the Mozart residence we somehow got ourselves caught in a room with a group of junior high aged kids, yelling and laughing and whatnot.
I never thought I´d say this, but children should be seen and not heard. And preferably never in my way.
My anger at children is somewhat enhanced by my anger at the Stiegl Brewhouse. Why, you ask? Well, I´ll tell you.
Yesterday we bought "Salzburg Cards", passes valid for 48 hours including all transit, and admission to most attractions in and around Salzburg. They paid for themselves yesterday afternoon alone, but today we used them to visit the Hohensalzburg Fortress (over 500 years old, overlooking the whole city), and both the birthplace and later residence of Mozart. In the early afternoon, we realized that among many other things (like a wax museum and a marionette museum, both of which I find extremely creepy), our cards include admission to the Stiegl Brewhouse, touted as the biggest brewhouse in Europe, and whose tour includes 2 glasses of beer, a pretzel, and something else that we don´t know how to translate.
How exciting!
We promptly jumped on the bus, and headed in that direction. We got off the bus, walked down the street indicated on the map, and after several blocks, realized that the brewhouse was not on that street, but since it was on the edge of the map, they just put the little icon there to indicate that it was in that general direction. The actual brewhouse was like 5 blocks over.
Thanks, Tourism Austria.
So we trudged through the hot streets (the rain is gone, it´s warm out today), undaunted because, hey, we were about to get free beer and pretzels! An hour and a half after we left our hostle on this trek, the brewery rose into view. Free beer here we come! When we arrived at the gate, however, a sign was posted in three languages. "In order to make our brewhouse tour better, we are closed for renovations from January to Autumn 2007. Thank you for your understanding."
No, actually, I do not understand. You mean to say we passed like eight signs pointing us toward you, saw three or four advertisements in various tourist propaganda, and no one thought to mention until the front gate that you´re closed?!?
We stood and stewed.
Then we marched the several blocks to the nearest bus stop, got back on the bus, and rode back into the centre of town, and now we are sitting in an internet cafe, drinking cans of Stiegl that we bought for € 0.89.
It still would have been cool to have a tour. And a pretzel.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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8 comments:
I love reading your account of Europe. It is so fun!
I'd appreciate you not thinking of me next time you see an old man, whether in leiderhosen or not. However, I do appreciate that you are ok with not seeing young guys in leiderhosen.
What about young guys at all? It seems you are running in to a wide variety at these hostels. Yet, I have not heard a peep about them being hot nor have I seen photos. What's up with that?
I'm with you on the fact that kids should be seen and not heard - although I'm not even sure if they should be seen. Perhaps locked in basements and classrooms until they are of a proper age!
Boo on no free beer!
i also, do not like children. i am jealous though that you're walking in austria. i think i've mentioned that i'm jealous before...
Good to know that Europe would be a good place to take Jericho too, seeing as there are all those kidlets.
oh gosh sara, don´t even get me started on parents travelling with babies... there should definitely be discounts for travelling in train cars with babies and/or pets.
and michelle, there have been many good looking men, but in the interest of respecting our male readers, we have decided to downplay that fact.
Michelle,
Good thing that was you guys and not me at the brewhouse. I would have probably spent the night in a cramped Austrian jail cell after having broken a window and pulling up a bar stool at the wood.
Don't worry Heather, we will wait until he is no longer classified as a baby. And for you, we will take him to travel classes where he learns to be quiet when he's tired, to sleep when he's hungry and to just give us a break. If we can't find classes we will put him through a very strict class of our own. Because we care.
sara - and that´s why we´re friends. way to be.
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