Gasthof Hotel Herrschaftstaverne
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Shhh we are in Austria. The loudest noise is the cuckoo birds (that don't go on the hour by the way). Austrians are so well behaved and well mannered. The drivers are considerate, stop for pedestrians, never speed, pull over if there is not enough room. Unlike the Italian where it is a competition for who has the biggest vehicle or balls! Every square cm is so organized, even men, the men wearing their leather pants and funny little hats are immaculate.
... the Dachstein Shark, an attraction on the fossilised per historic sea bed. From this point this point you are supposed to see 'unique views to Dachstein glacier and lake Hallstattersee.' We went back to the middle station had a coffee, and Sascha Tort, a delicious chocolate cake, which after all this walking ( no breakfast/ lunch) I was not going to say no. We then contemplated the long walk back. We we got down to the bottom, looked at the bus timetable which ...
... the Bronze Age. But today it is the picturesque beauty of the lake and what is in one of the churches that draws people here. The ferry waits for the passengers from the train to disembark before it sets of quietly across the calm lake. When approaching the town you could imagine what it would be like when the sun shines. ( we bought post cards later in the morning to see what it would be like) While walking to the ferry Geoff pulled a muscle in his calf, just enough ...
... the road into the village. Walking through the village we stopped by the super market, very small and picked up some snacks and drinks to take back, plus an ice cream, sitting in the local shelter keeping dry. There was the town hall and a May pole. We later decided to have an early dinner at the hotel Howzit that served devious meals with Very friendly staff. Walking back we followed the road instead of taking the path that followed the train line ,passing a man walking his ...
... the time. The only option was for me to walk back to Bad Aussee. I groaned at the thought of walking back. But there was no other choice.
I raced back to Bad Aussee for fear of missing the train. I had half an hour to spare when I got to the station. The train station was popular with weekend trip makers. By 'popular' I meant a handful of people. The train was punctual and within half an hour I was back in Bad Ischl.