Austria

As we drive along the autobahn, we suddenly pass through to Austria and miss our opportunity to stop at the border and get a stamp in our passports. It's not much longer until we stop at our hotel in Feldkirch.

We are now also breaking the law, as we're on an Austrian autobahn and do not have in our possession a high-visibility vest in case we break down. Just not being in possession of this is enough to land a fine if caught, even if we don't find a need to use it! Boy are we living dangerously.

Feldkirch is a small town, of which the medieval inner is easily travelled by foot. It is very quaint, and looks like a postcard photo basking in the late afternoon sun.

 

It's also very quiet, and we struggle to find anywhere to eat. Most restaurants are closed and it seems the only service on offer is bars. Also we've just got used to understanding German and now the language has changed. And all the words here seem so long!


So it's a quiet night for us. This is probably a good thing, changing down a gear after Munich. We'll get some rest and tomorrow head to Switzerland. At least that's the plan, the town bell nearby ding dongs every 15 minutes.