admin February 25th, 2007
In 2004, the first time we went to Austria, we spent our first week there in a small town called Huben. It’s very tiny, there are about 100 inhabitants in all! Nevertheless it is truly beautiful. It is located at the foot of some very imposing mountains, with an abundance of trails for those who, like us, love strolling immersed in the green of the Austrian woods, while admiring the great mountaintops that surround you.
The only real problem with this place is the cold. In the middle of August, as soon as we woke up in the morning (we woke up early, at around 7) it was already 14 degrees Celsius. Yes, you read right, 14 degrees Celsius!! This is because the town is located directly in between two huge mountain chains, therefore the sun comes out quite late, around 9 in the morning, and it sets early, at 7 in the evening (in the middle of summer, like I said!).
I wouldn’t dare imagine what it’s like here in the winter…! Brr…!
admin February 20th, 2007
My first time in Austria dates back to 2003. It was the middle of August and I was finally able to enjoy a much deserved vacation. Having already been to the sea, my girlfriend and I decided to try a vacation in the mountains.
This site was very useful for finding a place: http://www.eurocampings.net, don’t be fooled by the name, even though is mainly talks about camping, you can also find apartments and/or bungalows for rent.
That’s how we set out for the Otzaler valley, you can read more info on Wikipedia, even if it’s in German, you can see some pictures and a map of the towns that we visited.
Starting from Bologna, the fastest street goes through “Passo del Rombo”. It was a very strange experience! I’ve never seen such a zigzagged street, full of hairpin turns! but once arrived at the top, the panoramic view can’t really be equaled… look at the photo on the side to chase away any doubts!
admin February 6th, 2007
The enormous mass that you see above forms part of the “colored canyon” path that we took in the Red Sea. I don’t know if this is the real name or not, it seemed to be one of the canyons typical of the far west, like those that you can find in America.
During the journey we passed through large areas in which you could admire the walls that were streaked with a thousand shades of red-orange-brown-yellow, in narrow passages like those represented in the photo above. There was a huge stone, I don’t know if it was placed there on purpose or if it’s the result of an earthquake or some other natural cataclysm, which was blocking the path!
The only way of passing it is by going under or by jumping over it (but that’s quite risky). However, in order to go under it you can’t be too fat… because you really pass by the skin of your teeth! Which is why I asked myself what would’ve happened if there had been an overweight person in our group…