Liechtenstein and horrible Innsbruck!
Trip Start Apr 27, 2005
19Trip End Sep 06, 2005
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Anyway, hot and bothered, we arrived in Innsbruck (Western Austria) which everyone we'd met had been raving about and you know what it's like when you have really high expectations of a place ... you're normally disappointed once you see it for yourself and that's what happened to us here! Most of the Austrians we met were really rude and unhelpful and looked as though they wanted to rob us (one almost did) and, to make things worse, the hostel (that we had to walk about 2kms to get to) was absolutely (I want to use rude words but I'll settle for) disgusting!!!!!!! We paid for a double room but instead got a dormitory with 5 beds in it, including 2 bunk beds, although we had it all for ourselves. It was squashy, squeeky, ancient, had a stale smell in it and the bunks were totally graffited on (mostly by other travellers who were telling people not to stay there and to leave if they hadn't already paid but of course we had) ... not a good start! We had a quick squizz about town and it was reasonably pretty but weren't super impressed because our expectations were so high! Then did our washing, ate a Calzone (folded pizza) which was about the only wonderful thing we experienced in Innsbruck since it was HUGE (the biggest we've ever seen), tasty and cheap, then went back to the hostel to have a drink before going to bed (we were putting off going to bed for as long as possible). We surprisingly had an okay night's sleep then went downstairs for usual European hostel breakfast (ham, cheese, bread and crappy coffee or tea) the next morning. The lady behind the counter asked for our room number which was fine because I guess she didn't want us to try to have breakfast twice, but then one of the younger guys who worked there also asked for our room number ... we thought this a little strange and excessive but we told him the number not thinking too much of it. Well, guess why the little (I want to use really rude words again but I'll settle for) bastard wanted to know our room number. It was so that he could go into our room whilst we were having breakfast, hide our camera and wait for us to leave so he could steal it ... the little bleep bleep!!!!!!!!!! We went back to the room after breakie to wash our teeth and collect our bag and camera and that's when we noticed it was missing. We were pretty certain we'd left it on the bottom bunk that wasn't being used but we were beginning to doubt ourselves and wander if we'd left it in the pizza restaurant or in the laundry place but we were sure we'd both seen it just before going down for breakfast. Anyway, we searched EVERYWHERE we thought it could possibly be and then after deciding we'd lost it I went downstairs to report our camera being lost or stolen. Well, the little bleep bleep said oh, don't worry about it, I'm sure it will turn up somewhere, come with me and I'll have a look in your room for you. I thought this was a little strange but didn't think much of it and surprise, surprise, within two seconds of entering our room he found the camera hidden under the doona cover on the top bunk (a place where Ken or I would never in a million years have hidden it and didn't even bother checking since we'd never be so silly as to put it there) but stupid me, without even thinking, gave him the biggest hug and thanked him a million times over (because I wasn't thinking too clearly and was just stoked that we hadn't lost it) but just after he left the room I looked over to Ken and it suddenly clicked that the little bastard had tried to steal it ... we were so, so mad but couldn't say anything because he was the boss's son and the boss had our passports so we just had to bite our tongues! We were absolutely ropeable to say the least and I so wanted to kick him sqaure in the nuts which I refrained from doing on the first day but I did it the next day after we checked out and had our passports ... ha, ha, ha, just kidding but boy I wanted to!!!
We were in such bad moods that day that we didn't bother to go hiking (which is what we were there for in the first place and it's a shame we didn't because loads of people said the scenery is amazing) so there's no wander we didn't have a good time in Innsbruck!
p.s. The Austrian Alps don't look nearly as exciting as the Swiss ones (although, I don't know this for certain because we didn't do any hiking there) but if you are planning to visit both countries go to Austria first and leave the best for last!