Sunday, December 9, 2012

Where the Bodies are Buried . . . Or Not

Not Photoshopped, Just Awesome Timing
Basilica di Santa Croce, Florence, Italy

Our final sight in Florence was the Basilica di Santa Croce, or Holy Cross Basilica. The draw of this church was the vast quantity of influential Florentines buried inside. There are monuments to Dante, Galileo, Machiavelli, and Michelangelo to name a few. But wait, monuments aren’t bodies. Dante has large detailed monuments both inside and outside the church, but he is actually buried in Ravenna. Dante was in exile when he died, so he wasn’t buried in his home city. Florence seems to have realized its mistake in exiling Dante though, because they tried numerous times to retrieve his remains. However, Ravenna went to great lengths to protect them, even hiding them at one point. Eventually Florence gave up this pursuit, but built Dante a tomb anyway. It’s empty and probably always will be.


Dante, the one that got away
It's all a LIE!

 Side note about exiling: the first time I read Romeo and Juliet I thought it was really strange that they banished Romeo, and that he was losing his mind over. I thought to myself, who banishes someone? Really? Banished? But apparently, there is historical evidence of this actually happening. If Dante were ever to return to Florence, he would have been burnt at the stake. Also, when he was exiled, all his assets were seized, so it may have been difficult to start a new life. Still, exiling and banishment are interesting punishments. I wonder why they didn’t survive.

. . . but we all know who the Golden Child is.
Yeah, Machiavelli was all right . . . .



Back to Santa Croce, and their monuments . . . Florence clearly used these monuments to display the perceived importance of the deceased. Comparing Michelangelo to Machiavelli leaves poor Niccolo looking like a red headed step child.








Don't get burnt


Also scattered around the basilica are seemingly unmarked tombs in the floor. These have been here for centuries and their words have been rubbed off by countless generations of careless feet. Personally, I try not to walk on any graves (inside or out) because I was taught that doing so would be disrespectful. Attempting this in Santa Croce was like playing “the floor is lava” game. Several times we ended up boxed in and had to retrace our steps.


The Cloisters

In addition to the tombs and monuments the church is adorned with art from many of the masters, including the purple turtle namesake, Donatello. Outside and immediately adjacent to the basilica are the former cloisters of the monks. These walkways still retain the peace and serenity of their previous intention. Sitting there among the columned park was a lovely way to wind down and meditate on a hectic day Florence.



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Santa Croce Basilica

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Friday, December 7, 2012

The (On) Foot Clan

It was too big to fit into a single photo, so I spliced 6 together
to achieve the Firenze Duomo Facade
We spent the rest of our day in Florence wandering around on foot. Our first stop after lunch was the impressive Duomo, the 3rd largest cathedral in the world, its façade of white and green marble very domineering. The entire building, but especially the dome, is a feat of architectural innovation. The dome, often called Brunelleschi’s dome, is actually composed of two domes with a hollow space between them for ascension. It is the largest masonry dome ever constructed. Inside the cathedral seems even larger, perhaps because it is so sparsely decorated. The lack of art stems from a call for asceticism by religious leaders at the time, and from the removal of many of the pieces to the Museo dell’ Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore.  Nevertheless, art remains, especially in the frescos of the dome. If you are so inclined, you can climb the 500+ ladder-like steps to the top of the dome for €8 each. Having experienced the vertigo associated with the climbing of tight renaissance steps many times already on this trip, we did not pay the €16, and satisfied ourselves with the views from Piazzale Michelangelo, and from the ground.
Interior of Brunelleschi's Dome

Next stop after the Duomo was the Uffizi museum. Just a reminder, tickets for the Uffizi, like the Galleria, are best purchased ahead of time. The Uffizi building was commissioned by the first Medici, Cosimo I, to house the offices (Uffizi) of the government. Comsimo’s successor, Francesco I began using the passageways in the newly finished Uffizi as areas to house ancient sculpture. He also commissioned the Tribuna, a domed room in the midst of the Uffizi to house the Medici treasures. When we visited, much of the first floor was under construction to expand the gallery. This gallery is colossal in size and scope. So many artists are displayed here in the labyrinth of rooms. Like the Galleria, the Uffizi does not allow picture taking, but they too have a virtual tour of the exhibits online. There is an entire room of Boticelli, with many familiar paintings. It’s always wonderful to see in real life the paintings you’ve only seen previously in books.  We saw works of Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo Buonarroti, and Rafaello. Donatello kept guard outside, rounding out all the turtles. We were ready to take on any members of the Foot who dared to challenge us. None did. I guess there is too much namesake influence for them to gain a stronghold in Florence.

Exiting the Uffizi led us back into Piazza della Signoria with its Loggia dei Lanzi. In front of the Palazzo Vecchio, or town hall, is the 4th David statue of the trip; this is where the original stood. One side of the square is taken up by the Loggia, a pavilion housing sculpture and previously used for state ceremonies. There is also a fountain of Neptune on the other side of the square. The whole area is like a public, outdoor, sculpture gallery. We enjoyed passing by the fountain of Neptune on our way to the Basilica di Santa Croce, or Holy Cross Cathedral. 


David #4 Outside the Palazzo Vecchio

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Galleria dell’ Academia or David's Home


Let me just say that the real David lived up to the hype. It truly is a masterpiece carved flawlessly out of a single piece of Carrara marble. This statue is truly awe inspiring, and it was as imagined, unlike the Mona Lisa. Before Michelangelo got a hold of it, the block of marble was sitting in a field, destiny unfulfilled, partially carved and abandoned by Agostina di Duccio. At age 26, Michelangelo began the project, and he finished two years later. When completed, the statue was established in the Piazza della Signoria outside the Palazzo Vecchio. David remained in this square for 369 years before being relocated indoors to the Galleria dell’ Academia, where it rests today. Our second David sighting in Florence.

David stands on an elevated plinth, so the crowd of people around his feet was not actually part of the viewing experience once you lifted your eyes. He holds court at the end of a long hallway lined with other works by Michelangelo that appear unfinished. These are called the prisoners, as they have not yet been liberated from the marble. They almost look as though they are being put into the stone, not being drawn from it. Think Han Solo in the carbonite. I found these captives more beautiful in a way. Each stroke of the chisel is evident, and the David seems more glorious once you have considered the works in progress. Unfortunately, the Florence museums have a no photographs policy, so we were unable to capture permanently the beauty before us. Perhaps they should institute a photography permit like Prague Castle. As one of the guys in our group pointed out, David sat outside for hundreds of years; photos probably aren’t going to hurt him. Luckily, for everyone not in the planning stages of a Florence vacation, the museums have virtual tours, allowing distant visitors to see the artwork for themselves. On our way out of the museum we passed through a gift shop with a courtyard. In the courtyard was the 3rd David of the day. This one was more modern, and painted. The body was pink, and all the hair was blonde. The carpet matched the drapes, if you take my meaning. It was quite a sight. 

After basking in all the glory that is David, we decided to grab some lunch. Passing observation, Italians eat lunch much later than Americans do. After having breakfast at 6-7am, come noon, we are ready for some lunch, but in Italy, they tend not to eat until 1 or 2pm. When on a tour with a guide, this makes those last hours tortuous as you stomach rumbles every time you pass a café, but when alone, you can eat lunch a little early, which we did. We had wandered into Piazza della Repubblica, and now all we had to do was settle on a venue. I was in the mood for some aglio e olio. As Joe pointed out, this is peasant food, and we would be unlikely to find a place that would serve it to us. We did however find one, and the maître de was very enthusiastic about our decision to eat at his restaurant. Apparently all the maître des have contests to see who can draw in the most business, and at noon on Friday, he won. We sat outside and had a lovely view of the square around us. We had a nice glass of Pinot Grigio and, as expected, delicious pasta. Unknown to us at the time, this square was the site of the old Roman forum. It was also home to a ghetto before being restructured during the same risanamento, or rebirth, that brought to life the Piazzale de Michelangelo. It was during this time that an arch was added to the square in the French tradition. The demolition of the Piazza during the rebirth was highly controversial, and many felt that in doing so, Florence was abandoning its roots.


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Florence City of Art


The list in the binder for Florence was very long. As usual we would not be able to do everything on the list. We narrowed it down to 5 things, and we knew even that would be a stretch. There are tons of museums in Florence—Gucci, Galileo, Dante, Cathedrals, Medici, Uffizi, and the Galleria dell' Academia. We selected the Galleria to see the David and the Uffizi to see every artist ever (or so it seemed). Also on our list were the Basilica di Santa Croce, the Duomo, and the Ponte Vecchio.

The biggest obstacles we faced in completing our list were the museums, as we didn’t have advance tickets. I’d read “horror” stories about people waiting in line for hours to get in, and I had memories of that line we jumped at the Louvre. I wanted to buy advance tickets, but we were on a scheduled group tour, and I was unsure how much free time we would have, and where it would fall in the course of the day. Even though we didn’t book advance tickets, every travel site recommends buying before you arrive.  There are lots of websites claiming to sell tickets in advance and offering deals to get your purchase. Ignore them. There is only one official museum site  and only tickets sold by them will be accepted. There will be a booking fee of €4 for using the online service. Now, it’s possible the tickets bought from other online retailers will work, but I don’t think it’s work the risk. If they don’t work you’ll have spent money on a fraudulent ticket, and you’ll have to wait in a long line to get a legitimate one. That said, the day we showed up there was no line at the Galleria. We walked right in. This is a rarity, and I believe it occurred because we were traveling in the off-season, and over Thanksgiving. The Italians may not celebrate it, but all the Americans do, and therefore fewer will be traveling that week in November.

View of Florence from Piazzale Michelangelo
The First David we Encountered
When we seized the opportunity to see the David, we opted to leave our tour group and guide behind. We had just picked her up an hour before, right after arriving in Florence. During the brief time we spent with her, she seemed knowledgeable and friendly. In fact, she encouraged those of us who wanted to see the David to break with the group immediately, because no lines never happens. Her first act of guidance was to direct the bus back across the river from the city and up a hill to the Piazzale Michelangelo, where we could see the entirety of the city laid out below us. The Piazzale Michelangelo is park atop the hill, built in the late 19th century during Florence’s “rebirth” and it offers panoramic views of the city, as well as reproductions of some of Michelangelo’s works. Here we saw our first David of the day. He was a 15 foot tall, naked, green (due to the Patina on the bronze) replica. We didn’t know it at the time, but tall, naked men were to become the theme of our day.

 The prevalence of nudity in Florence is actually a topic we discussed at length over dinner, with other members of our tour group. If, in the present day, you were to have a statue commissioned of a naked man, Biblical or otherwise, would a city display it prominently? Most US cities have generals on horseback around town, but I don’t remember too many guys in the buff. Furthermore, what would people say if you put such a statue in your home or place of business? It is interesting to observe how times have changed, and to wonder where the line is. What is a masterpiece and what is crass? 

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Saturday, December 1, 2012

Inside the Castle Mount

Prince Carlo's Shield

After a near vertical climb up a final hill, we reached the town of Montecarlo. Montecarlo means Carlo’s mount. The fortress is built into the side of the hill and was commissioned by Prince Carlo IV before he became Holy Roman Emperor. Carlo’s shield is on the fortress, but it lacks a crown because at the time, he was not yet King. At the time, it was common to translate the names of the leaders. Therefore, the man is Prince Carlo in Italian, Karl in German, Karel in Czech, Charles in English, Carlos in Spanish, and Carl in French. Family trees can become confusing easily with all the intermarriages, translations, and successors. We found it interesting that man so famous in Prague had roots in rural Italy. In Prague, Charles lends his name to many monuments, including the Charles Bridge, connecting the two parts of the city. He also spearheaded the construction of Prague Castle and the St. Vitus Cathedral.
                                                       

Montecarlo Fortress
Inside we received a tour of the fortress by the owner himself, a former Nato employee, and now retired Admiral, Walter. How does one come to own a castle fortress? Well around the turn of the 20th century, Walter’s, wife’s grandfather purchased it with the intent to restore it to its former glory. The renovations are ongoing, and funds from visitors help to purchase authentic, period materials. Walter related to us a story of a particularly interesting renovation. He was chiseling away a concrete wall because it was dilapidated and needed to be rebuilt, when he heard a hollow sound beneath his chisel. He continued to hammer away until he found a space behind the wall. It was an area for housing guns, with a hole in the outer wall for shooting. The hole had a small panel over it, and it was closed. He removed the panel and then found himself in his neighbor’s bedroom! When that gun hole had originally been built, the house next door was only one story, and the guns would be fired over the house.

Courtyard inside the Montecarlo Fortress
The fortress is actually composed of two sections, a more ancient one, and a modern one. The modern section was completed in the 1500s, so I use the word modern here a bit loosely. The fortress and gardens are very beautiful, and it’s easy to believe that people would want to use the area as a wedding venue. We were also able to climb the towers and walk the ramparts of the fortress, affording us an excellent view of the town of Montecarlo and the surrounding Tuscan valleys. Walter was an amiable guide, and the love he feels for his home is evident. In one of the rooms he sells small souvenirs, such as little recipe books and paintings. I bought the only 3 books in English, and am now the proud owner of The Use of Garlic in Tuscan Cookery, A Taste of Tuscany, and Cooking with Olive Oil. These books are small, about 4 by 6 inches, and contain not only recipes, but also information about the area and the ingredients. At €4.50 each, they were a steal, and now I can cook authentic meals at home.

Montecarlo Wine
After our tour of the fortress ended, we walked to a nearby farm for lunch. This farm really specialized in a single crop, grapes. Yes, Fattoria Torre was a vineyard, and we participated in a wine tasting during our meal. We were supposed to tour the farm before lunch, but we arrived well after 2 o’clock, and as we were behind schedule, we had to skip the tour of the vineyards, and dive right into the delicious food. The meal was multi-coursed, starting with hors d’oeurves of olives, breads, and sliced meat and cheeses. We were served 3 pours of wine, and then received our pasta entrée. Following this, we received a round of dessert wine. This wine was very strong, like any after dinner drink. They served it with anise biscotti, and indicated that we should dip it in the wine. I preferred to sip it instead, as I felt that the biscotti weren’t imbibed with as much flavor. The meal and drinks were very satisfying, and when we finished our meal, we were able to buy the wines we had experienced.

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Hiking to Montecarlo

Montecarlo is a community close to the city of Lucca and to our hotel. It should not be confused with the gambling haven in Monaco, France. If you google Montecarlo, Italy, the internet will inform you that Montecarlo is a commune. This does not mean commune the way it does in English; something is lost in translation. The village has a walled fortress as one of its attractions, and it was to there our guide led us.
Friendly Farmer Harvesting Olives
                      
As you can probably infer from the name, Montecarlo is a hilltop community, so most of our 6km hike was uphill. We left the hotel, jumped a chain on a blocked off road, and proceeded through the woods toward our destination.

Along the way, we passed several olive groves in the midst of being harvested by the local farmers. Each tree is handpicked by farmers on step ladders, and for the best tasting oil, they must be pressed with 3 days after harvest. But I will explore all the intricacies of olive farming later. However, it is important to note there were many piles of olive boughs piled up along the trail. I picked up and olive branch and extended it to Joe, but he took it and smacked me with it. Not quite the peaceful proceeding it was supposed to be.

The Hanging Tree
We also came upon a gigantic oak tree. It’s several hundred years old, and the branches are so heavy that they must be supported by posts. This tree also has a claim to fame as the hanging tree in Pinocchio and as a hanging tree for witches. If you find yourself confused by this reference, that’s ok, I was too. Apparently, in the orginial text of Pinocchio a Cat and a Fox hang Pinocchio after they rob him, but he won’t die because he is a marionette. I thought the Disney version was a little racy, but from what I can glean, the original is worse. My dislike of Pinocchio aside, it was cool to visit the town of his origin.




Terraced Olive Valley
Our guide was excellent, and he pointed out typical Italian plant life during the hike. In addition to the olive groves we also encountered Cyprus trees and pine nut trees. The latter look just like normal pine trees, but they are the bearers of the delicious pine nut, harvested from the pine cones. Unfortunately, we couldn’t see any nuts in the cones because it was past the prime harvest time of late summer.  We also encountered a tree laden with orange fruits. We mistakenly thought they were peaches, but our guide said no, this tree bears the kaki fruit. Never heard of kaki? How about persimmon? When ripe, this variety of fruit has an inside like pudding, and can be eaten with a spoon. We didn’t get to try any though.


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Tuesday, November 27, 2012

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Hotel Country Club

The Burrow. I mean, our Hotel.

Yes, that is the name of the hotel where we stayed.

From the outside Hotel Country Club looks a little like The Burrow–slightly dated and looking like it was built in pieces. However, on the inside it is well furnished and has a warm atmosphere. The staff was beyond friendly, and all the meals from the restaurant were spectacular.

The guest rooms were generously sized with plenty of storage space. The bathroom came with a bidet and a towel warmer. The water pressure was good, and even though some 50 people were all trying to get ready at once, we never ran out of hot water in our room.

Bidet to you sir!
The bathroom even came with a hair dryer! I usually bring my hair dryer in case the hotel doesn’t have one. If they have provided a hair dryer, I use that one instead of my own. I was just telling Joe that I do this because the hotel dryers are usually lower voltage and designed so many can be used in multiple rooms at once, when the power went out. When we opened the door, the smell of burnt hair was very pervasive in the hallway. I surmised that someone used a hair dryer brought from home, and then shorted out the system. Moral of the story, if your hotel provides you with a hair dryer–use it, even if it isn’t as powerful as your own. If you don’t, you may knock out the power of the entire hotel, and everyone will hate you.  

In addition to all these amenities, the hotel is a convenient distance to Pisa and Florence, as well as the nearby town of Lucca. We were able to hike from the hotel to the community of Montecarlo as well. There are 2 pools at the hotel, but as it was winter we didn’t use them, nor did we take advantage of the balcony for outdoor dining. But, if we even return to Tuscany, this hotel will be at the top of my list.


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Lean, Mean, Towering, Merchant Marine


Byzantine Art on the Duomo
When we arrived in Pisa, we left our bus at a bus parking lot, and then boarded a city bus to reach the city center. Disembarking these 2 buses we were able to witness something ubiquitous to Pisa: African dudes hawking cheap knockoffs to tourists. They are like pigeons fighting over a piece of bread. Even before we had parked our tour bus these guys were circling with their trays of sunglasses, their belts loaded with umbrellas, and their shoulders over laden with women’s handbags. To exit the bus we had to run the gauntlet, but it was endless, and they followed us wherever we went. We finally left them behind to board the city bus, but found more when we arrived in the city center. It was a beautiful sunny day, and these dudes were trying to meet my eyes under my sunglasses, so they could sell me more sunglasses. Or, they were trying to convince me that I needed an umbrella to protect me from the sun. Hey guy, I’m coming to your country from Germany. The most sun we get is ½ a week. I’m not blocking any sunshine. I need to stock up.

Piazza dei Miracoli
Pisa is a pretty cute town, but it’s got a university, so many of the shops catered to the hundreds of students running around. It felt very youthful. Pisa is a walled city, which is always fun because you get to enter the city through a towering gate, and it feels very impressive. Once you are through the gate, Pisa’s main attractions are all right there sharing a piazza, or square. In addition to the tower, there is the duomo, or cathedral, and the baptistery, as well as museums pertaining to the history of all these grand buildings. All of this is nicely laid out on a beautifully manicured lawn, perfect for picnicking, or taking the obligatory “holding up the tower” pictures.
Oh, hey! Look who is peeking out!

We had a guide showing us around the Piazza dei Miracoli (Plaza of Miracles), but Joe and I thought he was a bit pretentious, and therefore we had a hard time listening to him. He did mention that the duomo was covered in Byzantine art, which I found interesting. Apparently, Pisans made lots of money in the shipping (with ships) industry, but they didn’t have the skill to build and decorate their symbols of wealth (the tower and religious buildings), so they paid other to come do it for them, resulting in the Byzantine art that remains today.

Romanesque Duomo
For lunch, we headed to a little café, Ristorante Antonietta, near the tower, where we ordered our first authentic, Italian pasta dishes. Joe got one with red sauce, but I opted for pesto gnocchi, and it was so fabulous. I want to make some pesto now that we’re back, but since no one watered my basil plants while we were gone, they are going to need some time to recover before we can have pesto or even bruschetta again. Maybe I can just buy a jar at the grocery store.

This bad boy is NOT level. 
After lunch, we took some pose with the tower pictures. Then we wandered the kitschy souvenir stalls where we got a tower reproduction and some cool alabaster eggs. They were made in Italy. In fact, our hotel was quite close to the carerra marble mountain quarries. Our next stop was the gelato stand. I got lemon, feeling it was an authentic Italian flavor, and it was refreshing and delicious. The even put a little anise cookie on top of the ice cream–it tasted like a pizelle.
  
Then we returned to the bus stop where we waited for our shuttle bus and tried to fend off the vendors. One particularly persistent man bothered us for several minutes before he finally gave up. He later returned to try again, and I gave him a very stern no, at which point he apologized for bothering me. I call that a win.

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Hellacious Bus Ride


Our adventure to Italy began at 9:45pm on Tuesday. We boarded a bus with less space than a modern airplane, and proceeded to head south for 12 hours. Not being a great sleeper myself, when I was unable to get comfortable, I just sat there wishing the hours would fall away faster. Luckily, the bus stopped a couple times, and we were able to get out and stretch our legs or purchase something to drink. Our bus also came equipped with a tiny closet of a bathroom, right across the aisle from our seats. So in addition to not being able to sleep I also got to listen to the squeaky door rattle all night, as well as my fellow riders making frequent trips to toilet. Upside, no vomit, and no deuces.

Shortly after sunrise, we stopped at an Italian rest stop for breakfast. Before we left, I had examined the itinerary, so I knew that we weren’t checking into the hotel, and were jumping right into touring. Joe and I brought our toothbrushes, and I brought a change of clothes; we were almost refreshed. However, the bathroom where all this freshening was supposed to occur was outside. In a trailer. The real bathroom was under construction. Oh, and the doors weren’t clearly marked so men kept walking into the women’s room. Awesome.

The rest stop was packed, and it consisted mostly of grab and go cold sandwiches. Nothing we were really excited about, so we decided to pass. We did grab some drinks and ate some poptarts for breakfast on the bus.

After everyone boarded we set off for Pisa. 


Sunday, November 18, 2012

Belated Post about a Munich Trip


I’m sorry this hasn’t made it up here before now, I guess I’ve just had too many other things going on, and I got into a bad habit of neglecting this space. But here it is, a synopsis of our trip to Munich on November 3rd. Yes, it has been that long.

Since we came out here, I’ve been trying to get Joe to go to some palaces or castles. It took until the 3rd to make that happen. Bavaria has 65 state-run castles, palaces, and gardens, and you can purchase a pass to visit all of them. I love this offer. You can buy a ticket to see 1 palace, a 14-day pass to see as many as you want, or a 1 year pass to see as many as you want. It was € 65 for the year pass for a family, which I believe is 2 adults and 2 children. We can go visit ANY of the state run palaces, AND we can leave and come back at our leisure, something that the single visit passes don’t allow. This means we can leave the palace area to get lunch or drinks (without the palace markup) and come back after for more touring. Seriously, I am crazy excited about this card.

We bought our card at the Palace of Nymphenburg in Munich. This was originally the summer palace of Bavarian royalty, and when it was built, it was in the countryside surrounding Munich, though now it’s in a quiet corner of the city. The palace is preserved in the style of King Ludwig I and his wife, Queen Caroline, grandparents to “Mad” King Ludwig II.

That's the Palace there, waaaaay at the end
The palace is truly an oasis from the city. It sits on nearly 500 acres of park land, and is a huge U-shaped symmetrical building. I loved the approach to this palace, along a long, rectangular, man-made lake, leading to a large fountain lake, ending in the beautiful façade of the building.

The Steinerner Saal
Inside is truly breathtaking. I should have been a royal. Seriously. That is the good life. And, if I can find some chairs that look similar to the Queen’s, I will be reupholstering them in brocade so I can feel fancy. 


We think the REALLY happy guy in the middle is her dad.
While we wandered amongst some royal portraits, we heard this weird pounding. We rushed to the nearest window, and saw a bridal party dancing to the beat of a drum and tiny trumpet. I have no idea what culture the wedding was, but I’m guessing some kind of Middle Eastern because of the outfits the women were wearing. They looked so happy, and the Dad’s dance was so proud. It was truly a joy to witness, and made our visit exceptional.


 Ludwig II on a Nighttime Sleigh Ride by R. Wenig
Ludwig's Sleigh
The Queen's Chairs
Part of the palace was the carriage museum. This huge gallery was full of carriages from the previous royal era. The were all so very gilded and intricate. It brought to mind Jay Leno and his car collection, only these were carriages and sleighs. Furthermore, there were the horse decorations, bridles and other horse-wear (sorry I don't know all the horse terms). No saddles though. I'm amazed at how many vehicles and artifacts have survives, but apparently someone had the foresight to move them before the war. It's hard to pick a favorite, but it was really exciting seeing the carriage from the painting of Ludwig II on a Nighttime Sleigh Ride by R. Wenig, and the painting itself. This was especially exciting as these images, and the King's peculiarities were the inspiration for the DarKastle ride at Busch Gardens, Williamsburg, VA. 

Joe checking out the Lego vending machine.
After our visit ended, we walked back to a train station, and hopped one toward central Munich. In the train station we found a LEGO VENDING MACHINE!  How crazy awesome is that?! We didn't buy anything, but maybe next time. 

My goal for dinner was to find a brewery we hadn’t been in before, so we wandered around until we came upon Schneiderweiss. We went in, grabbed a seat, and ordered. We were soon joined by some Germans, and they proudly informed us that Schneiderweiss was a great choice, as it was tastier, and more authentic than the nearby Hofbrauhaus. Regular readers will know my feelings about HB, and those newbies can check it out here



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Paella


When we visited Spain in January, I brought some saffron back for the moms. In Spain, the spice is only € 1 instead of $10+ as it is in the States. Until recently though, I still had not cooked with it, but I understood it to be the key spice in Paella – which I love. Last week I took the plunge, and decided to make some Paella. I found some saffron, or safran in German, at my local Rewe for € 3, and started my cooking adventure. Most recipes indicate that you can substitute turmeric for saffron, but this is only a color substitution, not flavor. In fact, my Paella recipe called for turmeric. Having never cooked with saffron before, I was unaware of the nuances of proper saffron usage. I just stirred it in when my recipe called for turmeric. Wrong!

Saffron is the stigma you know, that middle part of the flower (in case you tuned out during biology), of a particular species of crocus. The stigmas are picked from the flowers and allowed to dry before packaging. It looks a little bit like dried grass, but it’s red. Because of this labor intensive picking process, saffron is the most expensive spice in the world.

It’s grown in many countries around the Mediterranean Sea and in the Middle East, which is why I found it to be the least expensive in Spain. Saffron can also be sold, as a powder, but buying it in this form can be risky, because sometimes people cut it with turmeric, leading to an inferior product, purchased at a superior price. Whether you are working with either the powder or the straws, there is a crucial first step of using this spice: soaking it in hot (not boiling) water for at least several minutes, but up to several hours. The soaking will help release the flavors giving you a more complex tasting dish.

Now that I’m better educated, the next time I make Paella it will be even better!

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Paella Recipe

I use Paella as an opportunity to empty my fridge, and will put pretty much put any veggies I have into the mix. A common Paella recipe involves seafood, but not liking mussels and shrimp, I used chicken and chorizo sausage. I then topped it off with some rice and veggies. Here is my paella recipe, but remember, it’s easy to alter based on what you have on hand.

4 chicken legs (wings and thighs)
4 tablespoons olive oil
1 large onion, finely chopped
1 pinch of saffron, or 1 teaspoon of ground turmeric
4 ounces chopped chorizo sausage or smoked ham
2 cups long grain rice
2 ½ cups chicken stock
4 tomatoes, chopped
1 bell pepper, sliced
1 cup frozen peas

Remember important step! If using saffron allow the threads to soak before cooking, for each teaspoon of saffron threads, add three teaspoons of hot, not boiling water. Before starting anything, pour half the chicken stock over the rice and let it soak until you are ready for it. Preheat oven to 350° F. Cut chicken legs in half. Heat the oil in an oven-safe frying pan or flame proof casserole, or use a regular frying pan and be prepared to transfer the entire concoction to a casserole dish for baking. Brown the chicken pieces on both sides in the frying pan. Add onion and garlic and stir in the turmeric or saffron. Slice the sausage or dice the ham and add to the pan, with the rice (and soaking stock) and the remaining chicken stock. Bring to a boil, season to taste; cover and then bake for 15 min.

Remove from oven and add frozen peas, sliced bell pepper, and tomatoes. Return to oven and cook for another 10-15 minutes, until the chicken is tender, and the rice has absorbed the stock.

The last time I made this, I added more peppers, black beans, and a frozen veggie mix I had in my freezer. The recipe is really just a loose guideline; add whatever you have on hand. 

Picking up the Pace


It has come to my attention that when Joe has an exercise to support (you know, the reason we’re out here), I have fewer blog posts, since we’re not traveling. This leads to HUGE gaps between posts, and that’s not really optimum. And although he has to work, I’m still doing interesting things, and I could easily write about them. Henceforth I shall no longer be limiting myself in regards to subjects. While the main focus will still be our adventures, when we stay home for a bit, I’ll be writing about other things. 

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Humorous Ads


I've decided to add a new feature: ads that make me laugh. I don't know what is being advertised in any of them, as I don't speak German, but they do make me smile (or cringe) whenever I see them.

Friday, October 26, 2012

Nature!


A Hiker Casting a Shadow
There isn’t a whole lot out there on the internet about Bastei Bridge–a lot of the same stuff over and over again. I’ll do my best to avoid digital redundancies. Along the Elbe and the Czech-German border are two national parks referred to as Saxon Switzerland. This area earned that moniker when Swiss visitors wrote home about the area, describing it as Switzerland in Saxony, and the name stuck. There is a similar park in the Czech Republic, Bohemian Switzerland, just across the border, and there are border crossings for hikers. However, that kind of hike is more than we bargained for, so we didn’t walk to a different country on this trip.

Saxon Switzerland is characterized by large sandstone rock spires, eroding slowly from wind and water. The area is a hiker’s paradise with the eroding rocks providing plentiful hand and foot holds, though we didn’t climb the rocks ourselves. This park is unique in that it seems you can go anywhere and climb anything. I don’t know if the climbers need any kind of permit, but it really seems like a free-for-all, with people hiking, camping, and backpacking through the park. We saw tons of climbers that day, and if I knew how to climb, I would be tempted to join them, because I bet the view from the top was amazing.

See if you can find us in this Picture
We had a full day of nature planned, necessitating an early wake-up, and an early departure from the hotel. We arrived at the Nationalparkregion Sächsische Schweiz around 9am. I was unable to find any helpful information about getting to the park via car. Lots of information about arriving by bus from the nearby towns of Pirna or Rathen, or hiking up from the river, but the web was surprising devoid of parking information. Like our previous attempts at GPS navigation, the system was being decidedly unhelpful, but there are plenty of signs and the road is well marked. We were pleasantly surprised to find 2 parking lots along the road towards the Bastei Bridge, the main attraction of the national park. The lots are for both cars and buses and are 3 euro for the first 3 hours and 5.50 euro for anything over 3 hours. The first lot is farther from the park, about a 40 min walk (if you believe their signs), while the second lot is much closer, about 10 min, though I think we made in 5. When we left around noon, our lot was almost full, though there were still plenty of spaces. However, the lower lot had cars queuing up to get park. While arriving early is the best way of ensuring a decent parking spot, I recommend checking the closer lot before waiting in line at the farther lot.
The Elbe River through the Fog at Saxon Switzerland National Park

When we first arrived, a lot of the area in the river valley was still shrouded in fog, with the stones casting eerie shapes through the gloom. The area used to part of an ocean millions of years ago, and it’s not hard to imagine the stones as decor on the ocean floor. As the morning progressed, the fog burned off, revealing more of the strange beauty that is Saxon Switzerland Park.

The Bastei Bridge is a 160 year old bridge connecting some of the stone peaks, and enabling none-climbing visitors to tour the area. The stone bridge was built in 1851 and is almost a near match for the rocks around it. I thought the bridge was natural when looking at photographs.

The Bastei Bridge
The park is also home to the ruins of Neurathen Castle. The castle was wooden and built among the rocks. It’s hard to imagine what possessed people to build a castle on these rocks. The river is far below, and it seems an almost inhospitable place to live. The ruins are subtle as well, consisting mostly of carved niches into the stone and a couple rounded rocks for manning the catapults, so it can be difficult to imagine a castle or fortress dominating the skyline here. The area where the castle used to sit is fenced off, obstructing the view. If you want to see the view of the bridge and valley on the other side of the castle ruins, you must to enter the enclosure. The price isn’t high, only 1.50 euro, but it does seem a bit of a gimmick. However, I think the views are worth this nominal cost, and I highly recommend paying to tour the area.

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Zentrum Tour


The Bruhl Terrace

Our first stop in Dresden was going to be the Frauenkirche, the large, domed church in the center of the city, but upon arrival at their doorsteps, we found it was closed for lunch. Our next stop was the Bruhl terrace along the river. These give Dresden the appearance of being a walled city, but the fortifications are only along the riverside. They are elevated by about a storey, and walking along them is almost like walking along a boardwalk at the beach. The stoned walkway is wide to accommodate all the visitors to the area, and it’s an easy method of travelling between the sites. The Semperoper (Opera House), the Zwinger and the Residenzschloos (palaces), as well as the Frauenkirche were all easily accessible from the terrace. Below the terrace is the Festung Dresden, or the Dresden Fortress, and underground labyrinth below the city. We used the terrace to walk to the Zwinger.

Panorama of the Zwinger
This Guy Blows Water into the Nymphs' Bath
The Zwinger is a restored palace that now houses several museums, including one devoted to the local Porcelain factory, Meissen. The palace surrounds a courtyard on 4 sides and is free for the public to visit, though there are fees for touring the museums in the building. The large courtyard is like a giant walled park, and we saw many families strolling along in the sunshine. Oddly enough, no one was walking on the sculpted grass. Perhaps there was a sign somewhere warning people to keep off it. Through one of gates into the Zwinger, there resides a fountain called the nymphs bath, featuring Roman statues and a glorious fountain. On either side of the waterfall, steps led upward, where you could walk along the tops of the buildings surrounding the courtyard. It sounds as though I am describing roofs, but a more accurate description would tend toward imagery of balconies or widows’ walks.
Sculpted Grass in the Zwinger Courtyard

Not wanting to visit museums on a perfect fall day, we walked across the Augustus Bridge to see the city from the opposite bank of the Elbe. There is a large park on the floodplain there, and we were able to walk right down to the water. Following our little excursion along the river, we returned to the Zentrum, and finally made it to the church.



Dresden Frauenkirche
Notice the Black Stones interspersed with the White
Frauenkirche has literally risen from the ashes in the last 20 years. In 1945 the church fell victim to the firebombing. Because of damage from bombing and fire, the walls of the church could no longer withstand the weight of the dome, and when the dome crashed down, the entire church caved in on itself. It was left as a pile of rubble until enough funds and public interest were raised in 1993 to get the reconstruction project off the ground. 
The Shadow Shows the Next Clue
for International Treasure
The project utilized every undamaged stone, resulting in a two toned building, a common feature in Dresden. The black stones are the survivors of the 1945 firebomb raid, discolored by ash and soot. The white stones are new, and are used throughout the city to restore the damage. Even statues have wound up with both black and white portions. The Frauenkirche was rebuilt using original plans and redecorated based on hundreds of pictures, drawings, documents, and memories. Due to this painstaking effort and attention to detail, much of city has been rebuilt exactly as it was before WWII.

As the dome atop the church was finished in 2005, it is now open for tours, at the price of 8 euros. I thought the price was a little steep, but I imagine in the future, the price may decrease. I told Joe to think of it as reparations. Speaking of steep, let’s address that climb! Compared to most vantage points we’ve visited, this one had relatively few steps, and our ascent was partly assisted by an elevator. However, there were steps that more closely resembled a ladder, and a large spiraling ramp to climb. At the top, we were rewarded with fabulous panoramic views and well as several brisk slaps to the face from the wind. Luckily, it was balmy outside. I cannot imagine being up there when the weather turns even chilly. From the top of the dome, we easily spotted our next stop, the Residenzschloss for its Historic Green Vault or Historisches Grünes Gewölbe.

The Residenzschloss is the former residence of Saxon royalty, most notably, Augustus II the Strong who constructed within the palace a large treasure chamber, exuding wealth and power. Today, the palace houses several museums, including the reconstructed treasure chambers. As each museum costs 10 euro, we had to make a choice about which museum to visit. We chose the Historisches Grünes Gewölbe, as it has been completely restored to its prewar glory.

We soon realized that workers in the Historisches Grünes Gewölbe, hereafter abbreviated HGG, do not mess around with security. I was asked to check my “bag” at the coat check before entering. My bag is slightly larger than a man’s wallet, and was at the time, holding both our passports and my phone. But, as I had no pockets, I was forced to check my bag and retrieve it later (after first removing the passports).

Step two for visitors to the HGG is to enter into what I referred to in my head as the decompression chamber. Sliding glass doors admitted us into a small glass antechamber, and after we stepped inside, they closed and locked behind us. At this point, I expected some kind of air neutralizing to occur, or a dousing in anti-bacterial/fungal mist, but as far as I can tell, that didn’t happen. After a moment, the sliding glass doors in front of us were unlocked and opened so we could begin our tour. To keep the rooms of the HGG sparsely populated, a limited number of tickets are sold in half-hour increments throughout the day. These tickets may be purchased beforehand, and frequently sell-out, but we were lucky and able to walk right in. Ticket price also includes a very detailed audio guide.

The splendor in these rooms was amazing, breathtaking, dizzying. There were so many amazing things, but I think that all grouped together, their assumed worth decreases. Each room has a theme, and objects within that room share many similarities. On the walls are many small shelves, each holding a single item of the collection. Most of the rooms are mirrored to reflect the treasury back upon itself. One of the rooms we visited had a collection of ostrich egg art. A goblet made from an ostrich egg seems incredible; until you witness the 15 other ostrich egg goblets surrounding it. I’m not trying to downplay these artistic achievements, but the way the items were grouped made me think the rare objects weren’t as rare as I originally imagined.

I really did enjoy this exhibit though. Augustus II the Strong had a reputation as a patron of the arts, and the treasury collection demonstrates this patronage. Many of the materials are unique, and difficult to work with, but the result is exquisite craftsmanship. The audio guide informed me that Augustus gave many of his artists free reign, thereby facilitating the ingenious works of art without hindering the artists’ own visions. With thousands of objects in so many mediums, it was difficult to peg down a favorite. Joe was partial toward the garnitures, large collections of jewels in a single type of stone, all worn at once. All the items in a particular garniture would be worn at one, such as belt buckles, brooches, swords and scabbards, and hat jewels. Augustus had several garnitures, one in rubies, one in sapphires, one in emeralds, and one in diamonds. He also liked a large wood inlaid table. I particularly enjoyed the pieces using nautiluses, there was a piece that reminded me of the Little Mermaid, when King Triton rides in on his dolphin chariot. I also like the strange and eerie ivory carvings. The museum has a virtual tour, and you can see the treasures in all the rooms, but without any descriptions.

We stayed that evening in the Hotel Azimut Dresden. They have an Italian restaurant attached to the lobby, and both Joe and I ordered delicious pastas, which we are convinced will now haunt us for the rest of our trip here in Europe. The rooms were clean and spacious, and there was an excellent breakfast buffet the following morning. We have no complaints about this hotel.

Useful Websites
Pictures from Our Trip
Dresden Tourism Homepage
          •Here you can download brochures about the city in PDF form
Dresden City Card
          •Discounts throughout the city, including transportation
Dresden at Wikipedia
          •Information about the city’s history with links to other pages with more information
Bruhl Terrace and Underground City Tour
Zwinger and Dresden Castle (Residenzschloss) Musuems 

          •Information, online booking, and virtual tours
Frauenkirche Dresden
          •Site is completely in German, but the pictures are fabulous, and Google translate gives a close translation
Images of the Green Vault Collection
Green Vault Virtual Tour 

Azimut Hotels