These ain't no Misty Mountains ya'll
Trip Start Nov 10, 2013
6Trip End Dec 10, 2013
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The town itself seemed to have been drawn from holiday greeting cards we send to one another during the Christmas season, and the castle, it was almost surreal.
Of course, with this beauty, comes the infactuation us tourists have regarding the sight. But it was absolutley breath-taking. In my youth (aka five years ago) I completed a 750 piece puzzle of Neuschwanstein Castle and told myself, "there will be a day, young lady, when you will see this in the flesh." Saturday, November 29th, was that day
There were five of us total who traveled to this majestic place. On route, our train was an hour late causing us to miss our connecting train to Fussen. Due to this, we ended up at this incredibly sketchy, and when I say sketchy, I mean terrifyingly dark and secluded station with drunken men singing very loudly, type of place. At this place, we had a hearty meal of jalapeno peanuts, coke, and candy from a vending machine and then were finally able to find a way to Fussen, mostly because of Tim having the train prowess of a true European. When we arrived in Fussen, it was around 11 or close to midnight and we had to trek to our hotel. Competely ignoring the fact that we were exhausted and were in search of a poorly named establishment (Fantasia Hotel) the immediate beauty brought on by the snow laced trees really prevented me from having any ill thoughts about the journey thus far. Yes my meal came from a vending machine, yes my train ride was about six hours, yes it was cold, but I had a very good group of friends, the Alps, and snow that kept my spirits high.
When we reached the hotel, I found myself realizing another truth to "don't judge a book by its cover" (aka gross Disney name) because Fantasia ended about being a wonderful place for rest. The room in which we were staying was incredibly lovely and even had a kitchen for travelers
Upon waking in the morning, I thought I had stepped into a winter wonderland because there snow was about four inches on the ground, and everything was covered. As a true Kentucky being too young to remember the years of 92-97, I was so amazed by the snow and how much there was of it.
We left the hotel to make our journey to the castle and due to the snow ended up making the twenty-five minute walk on foot, which I think was far better than a bus ride up. The view was absolutly breath-taking. I could never describe nor take a photograph capable of giving justice to the sight of the mountains, the castle, nor the lake covered in a blanket of snow. My only thoughts were "this is truly a creation of God." Nothing else could create such pure beauty.
After the visit to the castle we walked back into town to collect our things for another train ride into Munich.