Seiser Alm (the largest high altitude Alpine meadow in Europe and generally a cool place to visit) in late October appears as dead as the rest of... Read more →
On a Sunday evening Bozen is a dead city. All the shops are closed, most of the restaurants as well, and the streets are spookily empty. I can... Read more →
I really don’t understand South Tyroleans. On the one hand, they have plenty of good sausages and quite a few cheese types, which, while not... Read more →
South Tyrol is entering hibernation, before waking up again in December for skiing holidays. Cable cars shut down operations one after the other,... Read more →
No one expects to go to an unfamiliar city and get a great Brettljause the very first evening. Visiting Bozen (Bolzano) for the first time in my... Read more →
It’s not storm, really, but Sturm, which means the same thing but also fermented grape juice, served all around Austria in September and early... Read more →
The first thing one notices about the Moarhofalm is that they use hiking boots in place of flower pots. There is at least a dozen pairs hanging on... Read more →
My short holidays this year started with a snow, continued with a fog, so it was only logical for them to end with a snow and a fog. Not that I... Read more →
The Hans-Wödl-Hütte must be located in a very nice place. There is a lake next to it, and a lake below, and another lake above. It must be... Read more →
If yesterday was a day of unexpected snows, today was the day of somewhat predictably closed mountain huts. None of the three huts in the Untertal... Read more →
It’s the first day of autumn, they say. The first day of winter, more like. It had been raining from the morning; 200 meters above my hotel the... Read more →
When tourists go to Grinzing, Austrians go to Strebersdorf and Stammerdorf (a few go elsewhere, but these are freaks). To give them credit, some... Read more →
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