Vineyards and a distant Lake Neusiedl |
We had to get back early from our trip as
Cate had to fly to Moscow for a few days.
But we had a wonderful time in Das Schmidt –
except that – as usual for us – the room was too hot and there was of course no
air conditioning. This simply does not exist in provincial Austria – or indeed
as far as we have discovered – in provincial Europe.
There is always heating of course – but the
cooling is what we miss because it is inevitably too hot in the rooms for us.
This is why we like to travel to cold
places.
We had to leave the door open – and therefore
suffered the town clock which chimed every quarter hour – but mercifully
stopped at 11:00 PM and did not start until 6:00 AM (shriek!)
We have never been to any town in Austria
that did not have a chiming clock.
Das Schmidt is one of those typical Austrian
hotels that has a pool, sauna and spa.
It is also typical in that it provides what
the call a ‘halb pension’ which means that the cost of accommodation also
includes breakfast and dinner.
When you arrive you are given a menu so
that you can make your choices for the evening meal - there are usually three choices
for the main course. Then each day at breakfast you have a new menu to
complete.
When you visit the restaurant for the first
time you find the table with your name or room number on it and that is yours for
your stay.
The food is usually – how should we say it –
unremarkable – but is adequate for the purpose of maintaining life.
Das Schmidt did have a very nice cheese
selection – and – the first time we have ever seen this anywhere – a sign
asking cheese eaters not to cut the noses off the cheeses.
We only discovered fairly recently that it
is apparently the height of bad manners to cut the noses off cheeses – and we
have been adopting this course of action assiduously ever since - so as to not
appear plebian.
I've been doing it wrong.
ReplyDeleteMy father takes it very personally if one takes the nose of cheese, almost as though his own nose has been removed! But, I suppose, when I'm 95.5 I'll feel entitled to watch my blue cheese disappearing with a fine point. I prefer medium point biros, myself...
ReplyDeleteSorry to be so plebian but what is the nose of the cheese - the pointy end ?
ReplyDeleteHave a great day !
Me
SK Waller: So were we - for a long time.
ReplyDeleteAnnie: Well he would have no trouble with us now.
Me: Yes it's the pointy end.
Gotta be cold to sleep. Thanks for explaining the nose thing.
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