Hello again! Margaux here, writing to you from the rainy Salzburg Hauptbahnhof (central railway station) while we wait for our train to Prague. Leaving Salzburg means we’re about to be in an area where neither Alexa nor I know ANY of the language. In France, we both understood enough to get along since we have a lot of knowledge with the other romance languages. In Italy, Alexa understood because she’s Italian and has grown up with the language around her. In Spain, we were totally fine with our 12 or more years of Spanish from grade-school. In Germany and Austria, I whipped out my 1 year of German that I got my sophomore year at Wellesley, and I was even complimented on my accent once in Munich!
Our last post left us in Dublin, so here’s an update on the cities we visited where my broken German got us around: Düsseldorf, Berlin, Munich and Salzburg.
The flight from Dublin to Düsseldorf is a bit hazy because of the spectacular evening we had in Dublin the night before. Instead of a hostel in Düsseldorf, we stayed at a budget/1 star hotel. The price would have been exactly the same for a hostel, and we got to live in LUXURY for 2 days. By luxury I mean they made the beds and replaced the towels. My mother wouldn’t have even walked into the room, but to us (after sleeping in a room with 2 random women in Dublin) it was The Ritz. (more…)