Saturday, August 24, 2024

Castles of the Crazy King

You don't scare me, lion. I'm off to see a castle.

The "Mad" King Ludwig (Ludwig II) ruled Bavaria for 22 years until his early, untimely and rather suspicious death in 1886 - he was only 40 and had just a week earlier been declared mentally unfit to rule, then exiled, then found dead in a lake, we may never know if by murder or suicide or an unfortunate accident. From all accounts, Ludwig wasn't much of a ruler. Most of his reign he was considered a pawn of either Prussia or Austria; rather than deal with politics in Munich, Ludwig spent much of his time outside of Fussen. He stayed primarily in his family hunting lodge, Hohenschwangau while constructing his fanciful castle on the next hill over, Neuschwanstein. Ludwig was a romantic as were many of his cohorts -- most of his friends and contacts were artist, poets and composers (Richard Wagner being one of his most frequent guests).

We started our tour at Hoenschwangau Castle where Ludwig spent his summers as a young boy.


King Maximilian II, Ludwig's dad acquired and repaired/rebuilt/redecorated/restored Hoenschwangau in the 1830s and the family used it as the summer hunting lodge throughout Ludwig's childhood. The interiors are lavish and show the wealth of the family as well as the love of travel that Maximilian had - he's said to taken much inspiration for the décor from travels to the Orient. There are (to my delight) countless swans throughout in paintings, sculptures and tapestries.










As Ludwig grew up, the legend goes that he would stare out the window of Hoenschwangau towards the neighboring hilltop and dream of his own palace. Who knows if this is true, but one does have a pretty good view of the other.


After a quick lunch, we did the (per the guide books) "moderately steep, 30-minute hike" up to Neuschwanstein. They weren't kidding about this description.




The view from the top is beautiful - and almost worth all the whining by the under 8-year old crew.



From there, we still had about 45 minutes until our scheduled time to tour Neuschwanstein, so we kept hiking up to Marienbrücke (Mary's Bridge), named for Ludwig's mom. The bridge is (and DEFINETLY was 100 years ago when it was built) a feat of engineering.

In 1845, Maximilian ordered a wooden footbridge to be built across Pöllat gorge. This bridge was constructed using traditional timber construction and most likely turned out to be not very stable. In order to increase the bridge’s stability, a structure consisting of three layers of beams and lateral support beams was chosen. The resulting building, stretching to 35 meters in length, however, did not offer an aesthetically pleasing sight.

When Ludwig took over, he replaced the ugly structure with a filigree iron structure in 1866. During the construction of Marienbrücke, a completely new method of construction was successfully tested: At an altitude of 90 meters above Pöllat cascade, the girders were erected from the anchors in the rock on either side by pre-constructing the individual support frames, without requiring further supportive braces.

In 1984, the bridge was restored and the girders had to be renewed and in 2015 several anchors were replaced. The barristers, however, are still the original ones used in 1866.

I'm grateful for all these engineering checks, because as you can see from the photo, there were just a few people trying to occupy the bridge at the same time.


We eventually navigated our way through the crowd to the approximate middle of the bridge. What a sight to see!




Of course, my children immediately questioned why we could not hang glide our way back to the castle but rather had walk more.


Back down at the castle, we headed inside for our second tour. In the tour they stated that the original drawings for the castle were made by a theatre set designer, then once Ludwig was happy with them, passed along to an architect who had to make the design structurally stable. Ludwig's extravagance is on display throughout with gilded chandeliers and mosaic floors, carved canopy beds and marble wash basins. Our guidebook noted that it was about 1/3 finished when construction stopped upon Ludwig's exile and subsequent death and about two months later it was opened up to tourists. I can only imagine the time (& money!) it would have taken to finish the whole building to Ludwig's standards.





We left the Crazy Kings Castles with all our princess dreams fulfilled.

Friday, August 16, 2024

Break out the crayons, open the books! Get ready, get set for the best year yet!

Excitement reigned in our house today. We went back to school. This year is especially special as both girls will be at the same school! Olivia started Pre-K (known as Kindergarten 1 here) and Charlotte continued to 2nd Grade. Because the school has grown so much in the last three years, it's the first year that all the elementary classes are single grade - they'd previously been combined 1st/2nd, 3rd/4th, etc. Its an exciting transition for both the teachers & students. 

To prepare for the day, we had a Mommy & daughter day with each girl, separately to pick some back to school clothes. I asked Charlotte to wear something easy to change in & out of so we could try stuff on at the store. This is what she picked.

I vetoed. There was pouting which subsided when we found shoes we liked.

Olivia also got to go to a special new students day at school to help her settle in. She took to the classroom right away (there were new toys) and even found her peg to be ready for the first day.

The first day itself there were a few tears...not all from me, but mostly. But soon we were settled and playing away.

How do you count the success of the first day? By the level of exhaustion after.

I think we're 10/10.

Sunday, August 11, 2024

Caves & Waterfalls

It's the last day of vacation! We've covered too many miles to count over three weeks, stayed in eight different places and seen some wonderful things. Everyone is tired, really tired. So what's one more stop on the drive home, right?

St Beatus Caves are next to Thun Lake, or about half way between our previous nights stay in Geneva and home. As caves go it's not particularly impressive, however it does have an interesting history and the views of the lake along the way are stunning!
 




According to local legends, the caves were used as a hermitage by St Beatus in the first century where the locals claim he slayed a dragon in the caves. St Beatus however had a more interesting life than that as a mere dragon slayer. He was born on the British Isles and baptized by Saint Barnabas there (yes, that Barnabas who was one of the seventy disciples sent out by God to spread Jesus' word. He is also believed to be Saint Mark's cousin). Beatus then traveled to Rome where he was ordained by Saint Peter the Apostle and sent to evangelize the tribe of Helvetii which lived in what is now western Switzerland. He died in 112 AD and is buried near the entrance to caves which hold his name. A few centuries later an Augustinian Monestary was established at the mouth of the caves to provide pilgrams a place to worship on their visits. And I can only imagine what those early pilgrims must have thought as they hiked up to the cave entrance and were greeted by this!





The monastery has since been converted into dining facility for tourists interested in doing a little light spelunking. And while that is a bit disappointing it's still a great place to stop and gaze across the lake.



Can't pass up the Beatus Burger!

As I mentioned earlier the caves themselves weren't all that impressive compared so some others but it is a whole other world underground and we all found something interesting during our tour.

Reflections for Amanda



Running water for me



Rocks for Charlotte



And stairs for Olivia



And about that slayed dragon!


And with that it was time to head back home...

...Except that St Beatus is only about 20 minutes from Lauterbrunnen Falls. So with just one more quick side trip and we were able to see one of the more majestic waterfalls in all of Europe.


Now we can go home. And not a moment too soon for the girls.


Of course they slept through the loop-de-loop we made on the drive home...only in Switzerland is this a road.


This officially concluded our road trip to end all road trips. My dad did the math, for the 23 days we were gone, we averaged 7mph the entire trip. No wonder we all need a vacation from our vacation.