Saturday 30 July 2016

Salzburg Day 1

My first proper day in Salzburg started out inauspiciously enough, pouring with rain. However that didn’t matter much as I was to spend the morning on the Original Sound of Music Tour. Bless them, they picked me and another girl up from the campsite and took us straight into town to the coach, which felt very luxurious. We were among the first people on the coach and I couldn’t believe that they could possibly fill it – but sure enough, ten minutes later, this extra-special, extra-long coach was packed to the gunnels with fellow Sound of Music enthusiasts. Turns out over 300,000 people come to Salzburg each year primarily, or only, because of the Sound of Music – and our huge coach was one of 5 just this company had running that morning, and they were going to run all 5 again that afternoon. So much for thinking I’d be one of a handful of tragics!

Tour guide wearing traditional dress.

Dirndls for sale in Mondsee. The bloke's outfit here consists of jeans, however this shop also sold lederhosen.

We first stopped past Schloss Leopoldskron, which was the wall and gate of the garden in the movie and the lake into which Maria and all the children fell. Then it was on to Schloss Hellbrunn, which used to be a hunting lodge for one of Salzburg’s prince-archbishops. The gazebo used in the movie was originally in the grounds of Schloss Leopoldskron, but because of its popularity (and the fact that Schloss Leopoldskron is now private property), it was moved to the public gardens at Schloss Hellbrunn so all and sundry could visit it.

I thought about throwing myself into the lake in imitation of the boat scene, but it was a cold day and, well, common sense.

16 going on 17

We then headed out of town past the two lakes which you can see in the opening shots of the movie, and on to a town called Mondsee, and the basilica minor which was used for the wedding scene.
After that it was back to town for a wander through the Mirabell Gardens (where many of the scenes from Do, Re, Mi were filmed), and that was the end of the tour. And yes, we sang, and it was glorious.

One of the lakes from the opening scene of the movie.

Wedding scene. The Captain was waiting on these steps. *sigh*

Do, re, mi ...

By this time it was only around 1pm and the rain had cleared, so I headed out on the town to see the places which had been mentioned on the tour but which they weren’t able to get a coachload of people to, including:

  • The cemetery where part of the escape scene was filmed:
St Peter's cemetery
  • Nonnberg (the convent), including the church where Maria and Georg were married in real life:

  • Residenzplatz (the early part of “I have confidence”)
I also saw some “catacombs” – the quotation marks are because, rather than being below ground, they were high above it, carved into the rock of one of the many rocky mountains against which Salzburg nestles.

Stairs up to the catacombs

Creepy.

By then my feet were reminding me they were still a little delicate, so I bussed it back to camp, picked the car up and went out for a drive to Untersberg (the biggest mountain in Salzburg’s surrounds, at 1800+ metres high), the road where “I have confidence” was filmed and the building which was used as the Captain’s home in the movie – it was such fun walking along the drive out the front of the gates and hearing the gravel crunching under my feet the way it did in the scene where the von Trapps were trying to roll the car away from the house without turning the engine on.



I was getting pretty tired by this point, as you can imagine (driving on the “wrong” side of the road is far less of a challenge than negotiating foreign cities in peak hour with tiny streets filled with cyclists and pedestrians and horse-drawn carriages and other cars, all apparently playing “chicken” with one another), but I particularly wanted to see the von Trapps’ real home, and I found it a few kilometres away from camp. It looked so peaceful in the afternoon sunlight – I can only imagine what a terrible wrench it must have been to leave it in any circumstances, let alone the circumstances in which it was left (the von Trapps had refused a number of “invitations” by the Nazis to join their military and knew that if they didn’t leave Austria under their own volition some of them at least would probably be effectively press-ganged into working with the Nazis, who they vehemently opposed).

Where it all began: the von Trapps' home in real life.

Phew, what a day!