We then proceeded to march onto the platform, hop on the train headed to Munich that was coming from Budapest, stare at the beautiful hills from the train window for about an hour, and hop off in Linz. It was so easy! I hope this is what the Eurail pass is like for May and June...
Our train ticket had no set times or anything, so we decided to stay in Linz for about 4 hours and check out their modern art museum (Kunstmuseum). This museum was so weird. Ultra-modern art is not my favorite, and this exhibit was the most extreme one I've ever seen. There were a few sections I really liked.
One by Gerald Richter that was a bunch of cartoons depicting the ridiculous nature of our society. Ironically, there were a few showing fat Americans taking pictures of historical monuments while eating McDonald's and guzzling Cokes. Sad. There were also a bunch of pieces that I would probably call trash in any other setting. Old light bulbs, coal, burlap sacks, piles of dirty clothes, etc.
Maybe I just don't have a cultured eye for this stuff, but a pile of dirty clothes is never going to qualify as art in my mind. At least this museum was a nice contrast from the hyper traditional ones we have seen so far.
Then we walked around Linz a little bit and got some food for the train from some street markets. Linz was way prettier then we expected it to be-- the book talks about it as an industrial town, but the main street/square was lovely and it was right on the Danube! 4 hours was probably not enough there, but a day would have probably been too much. We did see a protest for humane treatment of animals. Guess what establishment it was in front of? McDonald's! HAHAHA! Some things have no cultural barriers... I took a picture of it for you, Jenna.
We headed back to the train station to try and figure out our next step, and found out that they train tracks between Linz and the Czech border are being repaired right now. So our route was changed to a bus from Linz to the Austrian border, where we switch to a train to Ceske Budejovice.
This was fine with us (better really because the buses are slower and better for looking out the window), but there were a few people who were upset about the switch.
There was one particularly loud and obnoxious American woman (shocking) that was yelling about how terrible it was for her to have to take a bus instead of a first class train. She probably went on about it for 30 minutes. I eventually put my earplugs in to block the sound of her voice-- I envy the people who can't understand English.
Oh well, I suppose that people like that are why American tourists have such a bad reputation.
We arrived at the border, switched to the train, and headed off to Ceske Budejovice-- all in under 10 minutes!
So far, this whole journey has been very efficient. Hope that the rail system continues to impress through the rest of the trip. We had our little picnic on the train, which consisted of a huge pretzel/roll thing that might have been Challah and some fresh Romano cheese, yum! We should arrive in Ceske Budejovice in about a hour, and I will post about our visit there sometime in the next few days. Servus!
The open train ticket that we bought was definitely a good investment. We woke up early, ate a bunch of toast (the hostels give you toast and jam and call it breakfast-- better than nothing) and headed to the train station.