The tour began after a long flight via Muscat, changeover for Munich. It was freezing as I stepped in Munich. I obviously wasn’t accustomed to these chilly winds since I have been born and brought up in Mumbai. We were taken to an Indian restaurant once we boarded our coach and, from the bus onto the restaurant every step I took was a self reminder that, “Nikhita, you better gear up well, or the winter is going to freeze you for good!”
I would have loved to sip on a chilled beer since it was Germany, and I do know that Octobeer just got over because I made the most of it by experimenting with Beer in my hometown, but here that thought just went off once I started eating the hot indian meal. Our tour manager gave us warm greetings and I couldn’t contain our excitement as we checked in to our Hotel.
The next morning, after a wholesome breakfast, we got onto our coach for an orientation tour of Munich city. The next 10 days our bus was going to be the second home where we were going to spend literally the most time. It was warm and cozy, with reclining seats and windows that gave a very good view.
We reached our first halt, the Marian square, to see the Madonna statue that is gold plated structure, and Golden Roof next to the church.
It’s rather funny, that everytime I peeped out, there was a moment of Wow! All these Mercs, BMWs,Porches, Audis,Volkswagens, Volvos flooded on roads and rarely anything other than them. It was indeed a treat to keep watching them in abundance, but what also surprised me is that there were different tracks for cyclists.
We then went to Wattens, to see the Green monster fountain, aka the biggest Swarovski Outlet. Danielle Swarovski invented these crystals and the brand came into play. The showroom is under this monster, and as you step onto a belt you are surrounded by shimmer and dazzle. Among the extravagant displays,the bridal outfits studded with crystals, a beautiful peacock and Disney souvenirs caught my eye.
After that visit, we then headed on to Innsbruck at Austria. The excellent roads were built during Hitler ‘s time and are called Autobahns. These roads even landed planes during world war II. They supposedly don’t have a speed limit.
The “Inn” in Innsbruck is the name of the river and “bruck” means bridge in German. Along the cobbled stone pathways lies a scenic city with buildings in gothic structures.The Maria Theresien Strasse had a row of shops and cafes around, with beautiful displays where I couldn’t stop posing. There was one boutique which had thier traditional dress, the milkmaid outfit on display along the mugs of bubbling beer.
The local pubs had a Barrel on thier enterance along with some beautiful floral decor. As we walked along the streets it was early evening, so we saw a lot of street artists,performers, cartoon characters, painters, bubble makers and musicians. They were putting up a good show, and I even had a photoshoot with one such artist. The place had a great vibe and it was really eye pleasing to see it all in the old city charm.
The crossroads looked attractive too, as buildings were coloured in different shades of pastels in a harmonious manner. This city was a visual treat!