What a day! Schwangau is such a pretty town, and we get there in time for a walk around the beautiful blue/green lake of Alpensee. so enjoy a little walk around it, marvelling at its colour, the trees around it, the baby cygnets, the wild flowers, the
reflections. We learn later that the colour comes from the fact that the water comes from the high mountain areas and runs over limestone, which removes all the impurities. We can see both castles up in the mountains.
It is wonderful to see the
mountains surrounding us today, free, for the most part, from mist and cloud. The weather surpassed expectations all day!
We had a lovely light lunch, and then took the shuttle bus up to Neuschwanstein for the tour we have booked.The walk from the bus
stop to the castle affords magical views, though the Marienbrucke is sadly under repair and we can't stand on it to get the very best view. The castle itself is stunning, built as it was as a Wagner opera carved out of stone! We enjoy the tour. Sadly the castle
was never finished and Ludwig died under mysterious circumstances before he was 40. But the interior is sumptuous, with oceans of blue and gold in fabric and paintwork.
We catch the shuttle bus down to the town and then get a horse and carriage up through
the woods to Hohenschwangau. We clip clop at stately pace up to the castle of Maximilian, all yellow stone, with pretty gardens around it, and stunning views of the lake and the mountains. The women's quarters are pretty and ornate, and I rather think it would
be nice to have turrets, so you could have little spaces to create special interest rooms! The male quarters have horrific pictures of so called heroes in battle. Not a backdrop I would like to live with. But it is an interesting tour with a courteous and
intelligent guide.We walk down, have an ice cream (mango sorbet for me) and head back to the hotel.
We had a lovely quiet half hour sitting on our balconies in the sunshine, before heading out to an Italian restaurant Dick has sourced from Trip Advisor.
Well! What an evening! The manager and the waiter, both address Dick as Richard, with the emphasis on the second syllable, The waiter arrives and he is wearing the most eccentric black wig. He is as camp as I have ever met, and makes our evening most entertaining.
He has us laughing and eating out of his hand! His every statement was delivered with high drama. The food was pretty good too.
It is a lovely warm evening and we wander the lanes of this pretty town before turning in.
And meanwhile
war rages. News from Ukraine is dreadful.