A Visit to Neuschwanstein
Janos and I were given the opportunity to join an English speaking tour group to visit Neuschwanstein Castle. (Here’s a wiki-link for more on the castle.) It’s a two-hour train ride from Munich and another one of those things you just don’t get around to visiting if you live close by. Actually, I did visit the castle as a student – fifty years ago! (I can only say ohmygod.) Anyway, it sounded like fun and we decided to go. Besides my son was the tour guide.
It was a snowy day which added a romantic note to the castle and its rugged setting. The winter season has the further advantage that it’s not as crowded as in the summer. The climb to the castle, which lies 200 meters higher than the train station, warmed us up and there was no wait to enter. This place rates high on the list of tourist attractions in Bavaria and as was to be expected, you aren’t allowed to visit the castle on your own and picture taking isn’t allowed. But we were tourists after all and knew what to expect.
Tourist? Who me? No, you say you’re a traveller, a visitor, a friend of the country, a cyclist, a hiker, a backpacker, a resident, but not a tourist. People usually hate to call themselves tourists. I go downtown with my camera and people ask me where I’m from. Of course they take me for a tourist.
But is that so bad? A tourist is usually seeing something for the first time, maybe his jaw drops, he is impressed, excited, awed. I am happy if I can look and see something as if for the first time. Call me what you like, you can even call me a tourist.
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