Thursday, 15 June 2017

FRANCE CARNAC

Thursday June 15.

The Carnac alignments are an exceptional Neolithic site with 7,000 year-old megaliths. The stones are found all over the region but these are the best example.
They were erected between the fifth and third millennium B.C., by sedentarised communities who raised livestock and farmed. The stone constructions form part of a landscape comprising individual and collective tombs.
The megaliths continue to represent a scientific challenge to archaeology and after various theories have fallen from favour, the long, fastidious process of decoding fragmented messages continues.
After gathering some information from the Tourist Office we bought tickets for the 40 minute tour on the open-air bus, which gave an overview of the site and a whip around the town, with an informative commentary delivered through headphones.

    
When we finished there we drove back through the village and down to the beach where we sat in the sand and ate our lunch baguettes. Quite a few people were severely sun-burnt and some were in the water. I waded knee-deep and think it was colder than Scotts Head in October!

We then drove down the peninsula towards Quiberon and stopped to watch the wind-surfers and beach buggies racing ahead of the brisk wind. A few people were enjoying the sun in the lee of the sand-hills but it was a bit chilly for us thin-blooded Aussies.
 
 
On our way back towards Carnac, we kept our eyes open for the tree sculptures Libby and Eric told us about. They really were very unusual and there were probably more than a hundred of them. Amazing really.

 

 

Wednesday, 14 June 2017

France Brittany

June 8th.
This is reputedly the prettiest village in Brittany and we decided to go there for my birthday. Unfortunately both Libby and Eric were unwell so we headed off alone.
 
There were loads of people there strolling along the cobbled streets, eating and drinking in the cafes and poking through souvenir shops. We were a bit too early so had a drink and a snack and waited for the tourist office to open. We still haven't mastered the opening times here and often arrive in places just as siesta time starts!  We took a map and followed the suggested walk, but found it all a bit touristy. A highlight was definitely discovering the honeyed-Apple pastry scrolls pictured below. We shared a birthday dinner with the still unwell Smiths and ate a delicious tart which Libby had bought the next night when tummies were more settled

      

FRANCE VANNES

FRANCE 
VANNES. 
Sunday June 11.
VANNES is a walled town in the Brittany region of NW France. It's old town is characterised by narrow cobbled streets and medieval gates.
At its heart, cathedral Saint-Pierre d VANNES blends Romanesque and Gothic styles. The market square is lined with colourful timber houses.
We parked right in the centre of the town after doing a few laps along the canal where all the very expensive boats were moored. The harbour is busy with boats which cruise the Gulf of Morbihan, and many colourful restaurants.

 
After arranging a time to meet Libby and Eric for lunch, we headed through the the arch into the old city.
We were really surprised to see the castle and its manicured gardens open out in front of us, and even more so to see a huge marquee with crowds of people streaming in. It turned out to be a book fair but a bit disappointing as everything was in French! Each stand seemed to be manned by the author who was signing the books as they were being sold.


   
On our way out of the garden I noticed the terrific web below strung through the trees and them saw there were about six other smaller ones visible on foliage along the banks of the stream.... Such a contrast to medieval stones!

 
The narrow cobbled streets led uphill past interesting small shops and buildings. Often the sign or shingle outside indicated the good displayed inside. Unfortunately, most of them were closed for the weekend. We were lucky though, to catch the tail-end of the market and see the huge dish of homemade Pate du Campagne which looked deliciously chunky!


 
 


Tuesday, 13 June 2017

FRANCE. SAINT-MALO

Founded in the 6th century, St-MALO became a very attractive place in the 16th century when the opening of the trade routes to Cape Horn, the East Indies, China and the Americas, launched a golden age for the city. 
Ramparts entirely girding the town were built in two different historical periods: the 16th c and first half of 18th century and the views from them are expansive in every direction.
By the 17th century, St-MALO was the largest port in France and famous for its Corsairs. They were commissioned by the King to carry out naval warfare on his behalf and prey on the commerce of foreign ships. 

     
 
The drive from our village of Mohon was about one and a half hours after which Glenn skilfully guided the car through the medieval, cobble-stoned streets to a parking place at the foot of the ramparts. Our first stop was at the top of the steps at the Creperie where we had tasty buckwheat pancakes with Libby and Eric. After that, we agreed on a time to meet and went our separate ways to explore the town.

The Cathedral was interesting in that there were painted scenes of religions practices from many other faiths including Buddhism, Shintoism, Islam, Caodaism to name a few. The altar too was different, made of enamelled metal (brass I think).


   

  

There were lots of intrigueing goods in the tiny shops including the largest meringues I've ever seen.
I couldn't resist going into a working studio where a painter was at work on a portrait, but it was the textile art works that were particularly interesting. Most were made from tapestry pieces stitched together to form the skin of a stuffed animal.
The pig in the middle is a different technique utilising ruched pieces of fabric to cover the basic form of the animal.
They brought to mind all the unfinished tapestries there are on the top shelves in sewing rooms. Take note members of the Central Coast Handweavers, Spinners and Textile Arts Guild! 
My sincere thanks to Celine Jegou for allowing me to photograph her beautiful work. 

 

  

Sunday, 11 June 2017

GRAZ AUSTRIA. Week One

GRAZ, AUSTRIA
Week One.
Tuesday May 16
Breakfast was delivered at 5.30 am. on our overnight train from FLorence to Graz.
We changed trains at Bruck Am Mur for the short trip to Graz Airport. Then we took a taxi to Herta and Richard's house where we were welcomed with a very delicious breakfast and the key to our gorgeous apartment.

We unpacked and then went exploring. First thing was to master the transport system so we bought a weekly ticket for the very efficient tram system ( €14.90), and took ourselves into the city centre to the information centre for maps etc. 
We had a typical Vienna schnitzel and beer, and a wander around the immediate area, trying to get our bearings. On the way home we shopped for basic groceries to supplement what Herta had provided for us. 
 
First impressions:
User friendly bike lanes everywhere ( no helmets), and people on scooters too.
No cars in many of the streets but trams moving people efficiently, regularly, quickly, quietly, cheaply and without air pollution.
Almost no graffiti.
Clean, modern mixed with heritage buildings. Pedestrian focused. Pavement restaurants.

After functioning on empty for too long, we hit the sack and slept for 14 hours straight.

Wednesday 17 May.
After our very late start, we caught the tram into town and went to the Schlossberg. 

 
 
We took the funicular railway to the mountain top and walked "around, around" ( Glenn), looking at the panoramic views of Graz and reading about the history of the castle/fortress. The gardens are beautiful. We stopped to rest with a beer and a salt-encrusted bagel and soaked up the history of the place.

 

 
 
We headed home, stopping to buy flowers for Herta. 
After a short rest we negotiated the way to Herta and Richards's adjoining apartment, ( in the same block as ours, built over the underground corridors of a previous castle), for dinner.

Other guests were their son Mickey, friend Barbara and notable John Kundereri Moriarty, (OA), Indigenous Australian artist, famous as founder of the Balarinji Design Studio, responsible for the painting two Qantas jets with Aboriginal motifs. We were privileged to meet and spend time with John over the next few days.
The evening was entertaining and very enjoyable And we thank Herta and Richard for their generous hospitality.
Bed now at 11.45.

Thursday 18 May.
As arranged the previous night at dinner, we, together with John Moriarty, had a fabulous day out with Herta, who drove and took us to many lovely places. Before we left Graz we stopped at the Kaan factory bays to see Richard'c car restoration business. He has a particular interest/passion for porches and their restoration. 
He took John for a ride in one of his favourites old cars, a 1920 Chevrolet, which he was very proud of.
 
 
We headed for the famous wine country, stopping at a particularly richly decorated church in Gamlitz on the way. We had a traditional lunch with dishes recommended by Herta, at a nearby winery, where our 85 year old host joined us at the table. We chatted to the Slovenian waiter, who said wages in Austria were double those in Slovenia ( which explained why he was in Austria), but he'd been to Melbourne, loved it and was trying for a visa for his family so he could live and work there.

 
 
The  winery also was a wedding venue and a young couple there were checking final details for their wedding in the tunnels below. .. a phenomenal setting!

 From there we drove into Slovenia and meandered back and forth over the border through the steepest and most beautiful wine-growing country you could ever imagine. We got out and walked beside the grape vines and soaked up the beauty surrounding us. It was like something out of a fairy-tale, especially with Herta wearing the traditional-dirndl. 

  
Then there was more food and wine at a guesthouse, perched high with the valley falling away below. We ate local cured meats, horseradish, pickled vegetables and ended with a local sweet, a bit like a donut. (€16 for the four of us, and a beautifully wrapped 'doggie bag' of leftovers, enough for our dinner)!!!!
It was a particularly memorable day, made possible by the home-exchange system which connects us with local people and breeds tolerance and understanding and develops new friendships.
 
Friday 19 May.
Schloss Eggenberg.
It was a leisurely start to the day, planned over breakfast. We caught the tram to the castle stop and immediately walked in the wrong direction, expecting it to be up the hill ( because castles are always on the top of the hill).  Eventually, with the help of Mr. Google, we retraced our steps, downhill and found what we were looking for.
 

 

We started with beer and cake in the beautiful cafe and then entered the palace where the second floor housed special exhibitions of furniture and art works. Libby and Eric later explored that area of the palace and were very impressed with the treasures there. 

 
 Somewhat sated in the 'treasures' department after Venice and Florence, we opted to wandered through the extensive, budding gardens, enjoying the early roses, the orchard planted with heritage fruit trees, the children's play area, pond and maze. There were peacocks and squirrels and magnificent old trees, and babies in prams. It really was a beautiful place.

Next stop was the local Spar supermarket to shop for ingredients for a dinner of smoked salmon, mushrooms, curry and fettuccine and salad. Yum! Oh... And wine.

Saturday 20 May.
Glenn drove Richard and Herta's VW Golf for the first time in Austria and we met Libby and Eric at the small Graz airport, when they arrived on the 1.15 flight from Munich. It was great to see them, although they were very tired after their 32 hr flight from Darwin.
After they unpacked and revived a bit, we all walked down to the Spar grocery shop for supplies for dinner.

Sunday 21 May.

We did a return visit to the Schlossberg with Eric and Libby to show them the trams and how to buy tickets. They chose to walk up to the top and we met there for a delicious, huge lunch of roast veal with stuffing and veggies, washed down with a beer. It was very pleasant in the sun with a panoramic view overlooking the city from such a height. We walked down the steep stairs enjoying the rooftop vistas of the city below.

We had enjoyed Gamlitz and the vineyards so much that we revisited them with Libby and Eric too.
 
Luckily, there was a crowd of people coming out of the church, milling around drinking wine and eating cake. Many of the men and boys were wearing traditional leder-hose and the women wore the decorative dirndl. We waited around enjoying the festive occasion and then realised it was a First Communion when the children appeared in white dresses and shirts. It was quite a different celebration from those of my childhood.

 

Monday 22 May.
The rapidly flowing river Mur is a dominant feature of the city, creating movement and green space and even the opportunity for an avid surfer to ride the pressure wave under the Hauptbrucke. The unusual and beautiful 'Murinssel' footbridge, which was designed by New York artist Vito Acconci, is a floating shell, which houses a cafe and amphitheatre, and is linked by footbridges to the banks on either side of the river Mur.

 


 
Map in hand, we strolled through the outstanding, historic city centre, a UNESCO World Cultural Heritage site.
The walk was full of surprises and wound around corners into hidden alleys, romantic inner courtyards, past the ornate facades of magnificent Gothic, Renaissance and Baroque buildings . We poked in and out of tiny shops, ate ice cream and lunched in tiny squares at sunny tables.

 
Some highlights were The Landaus Courtyard, a masterpiece of the Italian Renaissance, where the Styrian regional parliament convenes. The round arched windows dominate the space below where, at Advent, the celebrated ice nativity scene is staged.
We admired the facade of 'Painted House' and stood in Hauptplatz,  the main square, facing the town hall building with the Archduke fountain at our backs.

 
 
Another of the superb buildings around Hauptplatz is Leugghaus, The Swarovski Store, which has an elaborate stucco facade with fruit and flower garlands and arcades.
 

We continued our walk following our excellent guide of the day, Eric, to the Burg and crossed the first courtyard to the double, spiral staircase (1499), which is a mastery of stone masonry from the end of the Gothic period. We walked to the top changing from the right to the left spiral at will. It was a fascinating concept, beautiful, and the curved marble handrail, cool and smooth to the touch. I really loved it.

We passed the Cathedral and Mausoleum and then had lunch sitting in Glockenspielplatz Square. At 11am, 3 and 6pm, two windows open and a pair of carved wooden figures in traditional costume dance around to the sound of the  Glockenspeil.
 

We admired the Opera house from the corner of City Park and Libby and Eric went to get a SIM card for their phones and we headed for home, picking up essentials at our local Spar grocer.






Graz Week Two

GRAZ AUSTRIA

WEEK TWO


Tuesday 23 May.

We did a second walk highlighting the contrast between historic and modern Graz. We started at the Hauptplaz and walked to Franziskanerviertel, once the age-quarter for butcher shops which are still found in this area.

Apart from the Clock Tower, the most definitive landmark on the Graz skyline is probably the tower of the Franziskanerviertel church. It belongs to the oldest monastery in the city, founded in 1239. 

Glenn and I opened a door which led into the cloisters of the abbey which surrounded a small garden - an oasis of calm and beauty. Another door surprisingly led into the back of the altar of magnificent Jacobean chapel. The stained-glass windows soaring above were stunning. While we were there, the organist began playing and we sat and let the beautiful music wrap around us.

 

 We crossed the Hauptbrucke and walked along to the spectacular, new landmark of the city, the Kunsthaus, a striking avant-garde contrast to the traditional architecture.

 


 

 

 

After some research on the location, we topped up the depleted supply of coffee at Nespresso. Then we  went to Kaiser-Joseph-market for supplies for dinner where we were seduced by bratwurst sausages, horseradish, pumpkin-seed oil, and green and white asparagus shoots as thick as a man's thumb. Eric cooked a delicious dinner with our purchases.

 Wednesday 24 May.

 


Libby and Eric went off to the Eggenberg Schloss and had a wonderful day exploring the upper floors which were very impressive. 

Glenn and I, now into our fifth week away, had a day at home just catching up and relaxing. 


In the evening we went to an excellent portrait exhibition with Herta and her friend at the Joanneum Museum which was housed in a very impressive building. The long introduction in German was a bit difficult but the art work terrific. We spent most of the time looking at modern works and did a quick flit by the earlier portraits of mainly Stryian notables. The most interesting was one of Richard's grandfather (below) who was a civic leader.

 

  

 

  The image on the top left shows me taking a photo of the art work which changed with every new viewer. Very creative I thought. The work bottom left is called ' Chef d'Village'! Haha.

 


We returned home to a delicious roast chicken legs dinner prepared by Libby.


 Friday 26 May 

We drove the back roads to Reigersburg, an 850 year old castle which looms over the landscape from the cliff of a volcanic rock and provides a panoramic view of the vineyards of South-eastern Styria. The inclined elevator takes up to 25 passengers 100 metres to the top in 90 seconds.


 


The castle houses museums devoted to women and witches with graphic illustrations of those who fell victim to the Styrian witch hunts that took place from 1673-1675. Women were accused of "bad weather sorcery", failure of crops and almost any other problem of the day. They endured such inhuman   treatment as burning at the stake, The Iron Maiden and the rack. 

 


Other exhibitions of weapons and armour were interesting and this blacksmith was happy in his work! The moat protecting the castle housed a family of happy pigs, oblivious to the hardship endured by men who dug the moat by hand in Medieval times.


 

 


Next stop was the famous chocolate factory which was on our way so we stopped to wander the aisles of delicious and expensive treats. Zotter focuses on variety and innovation and produces 100%organic and fair trade quality chocolates. Unfortunately, the box we bought for Herta melted in the car in the hot sun so Richard ate them with a spoon!

 

 


Herta was visiting her mother in Furnitz, (voted the prettiest floral village in Stryia) and we arranged to meet her there for lunch. We ate bacon and eggs and topped off with the biggest ice-creams we've ever eaten. The gardens there were very pretty. After lunch we entered the church where Herta was baptised, made her first Communion and was married.


 


Saturday 27 May

We went shopping for a bag for Glenn at the Sunshine bargain store and then had an Italian lunch near the abbey church, explored the tunnels under the castle and  coincidentally met lib and Eric on same tram heading home. 


 


As we walked through the city we had noticed small projects being erected and today we saw one of the finished products; a pop-up seat near the river!

Again we saw bug houses like the first one in the Floence University Botanical Garden. They are obviously a popular idea, and a good project for the grandchildren!

 

 Glenn cooked a dinner of soy chicken wings.

 

Sunday 28 May.

Today we had a final, traditional Stryian breakfast with  Herta and Richard and son Mickey. The table was laden with cold meats and cheeses, dried fruit, breads and jam and tea and coffee..... a small feast set in their stunning apartment perched above the treetops.

Well fortified, we set off on a beautiful forest walk to Mariatrost.There were many people of all ages using the forest track for walking, bike-riding and bird-watching, and dining I the lovely restaurants that dotted the area. We walked about 5 kms to the stunning church set high above the surrounding area.

 

 


 Monday 29 May 

We went for a walk through the Landlord area of the city to the market and past a glass making shop which attracted Libby and I, so we went in and booked a class for the following day. We loved the beads on display and decided we'd like to indulge in a class. 


Tuesday 30 May

Each of us had a very patient teacher as promised, who took us through the process step by step. Firstly, an explanation of the properties of the Murano glass sticks and then safety instructions and demonstration of the use of the gas burner and the forming of a bead.

The beads are made on a metal rod which is heated and then held in one hand and continually turned in the 'warm' zone at a distance from the 'hot zone'. Meanwhile, the other hand controls the melting of the white glass stick in the 'hot zone' until it is molten and can be put onto the turning metal rod. This process is repeated until the ball of the bead reaches the required diameter.

Then the layers of colour are applied using much finer glass sticks, which are melted and added in dots until the desired result is achieved.

 

The intense, continuous, concentration that was required to keep both hands working on different tasks (without burning ourselves or allowing the bead to dribble off the metal rod), was exhausting but the results were really satisfying and we came away with beautiful earrings as planned, as well as an additional piece where we tried a different decorative twist on our bead.

After our class we met the boys for an Asian lunch, ate ice-cream and felt very satisfied with ourselves. I love to learn something new!


Later that day, Herta and Richard popped down to say goodbye before leaving for a concert in Vienna. We had a drink and some nibbles and thanked them for their exceptional hospitality and great company. We will see them again in September when they will stay with us while visiting their daughter and family in Killarney Vale.