Bern
As soon as you leave the quiet small train station of Bern you find yourself on the very messy station square, where you can hear and see the traffic, a lot of students and business workers. After crossing this square and walking a short distance you reach the government’s house of Switzerland, which is built out of sand brick and has a quiet corroded, and thereby green copper roof. In front of the building there is a square with 26 fountains on it, where, if it’s a sunny day, you can see children enjoy the wet refreshment. Sometimes there are other attractions on this square like a market or an ice rink in winter.
When you continue walking a little bit you are going to reach the Zytglogge (a clock tower); if you wait for the next full hour, you can see a little carrousel on the clock tower turning some spins to the loudly ringing bell. Afterwards you can walk through the arc of the tower to reach the old part off the city, which is entirely built out of sand brick; this creates kind of an old atmosphere and makes you feel like sent back in time. You can enjoy an Italian coffee in one of the many bleaks or just stroll down the main street and be amazed by the look of the old town and listen to the river, which is flowing underneath the street.
At the end of the old town you cross the river Aare and leave the peninsula of Bern, reaching the bear park. The bear is the city animal of Bern; even the name Bern derives from the German word for bear “Bär”. Walking up the hillside, which starts at the bear park, you suddenly stroll into a cherry tree garden. In spring the whole garden is covered in white flowers and if you picnic there you can feel the mild spring sun and enjoy the stunning view over the city of Bern.
At the top of the Hill is the rose garden, a lovely little park with a lot of rosebushes in it. If the season is right there is the beautiful fragrance of thousands of roses in the air. To end your day, you can simply take the bus back to the main train station and mount to the top of the building and surprisingly discover another park. After buying some beers in the next supermarket, you can just sit on the edge of the “roof” of the station building, in front of the University of Bern, another sand brick building, and enjoy the sun vanishing slowly behind the Alps.
Bern
As soon as you leave the quiet small train station of Bern you find yourself in the bustling station square, where you can hear and see the traffic, and countless students and business workers. Crossing this square and walking a short distance you reach the government’s house of Switzerland, built out of sand brick with a slightly corroded green copper roof. In front of the building there is a plaza with 26 fountains, where, if it’s a sunny day, you can see children enjoying the wet refreshment. Sometimes there are other attractions on this square like a market or an ice rink in winter.
Continuing a little way you reach the Zytglogge (a clock tower). If you're here at the hour, you can see a little carousel on the clock tower turning to the loudly ringing bell. Walk through the arc of the tower to reach the old part off the city, which is entirely built out of sand brick, creating an age-old atmosphere that takes you back centuries. You can enjoy an Italian coffee in one of the many bleaks (??) or just stroll down the main street and be immersed in the sights and sounds of the old town. And don't forget to listen to the river Aare, which is flowing underneath the street.
At the edge of the old town you cross the Aare and leave the peninsula of Bern, reaching the bear park. The bear is the city animal of Bern; in fact the name Bern derives from the German word for bear “Bär”. Walking up the hillside, which starts at the bear park, you come upon a cherry tree garden. In spring the whole garden is covered in white blossom, and if you picnic there you can feel the mild spring sun and enjoy the stunning view over Bern.
At the top of the Hill is the rose garden, a lovely little park with many rosebushes in it. If the season is right there is the beautiful fragrance of thousands of roses in the air. To end your day, you can simply take the bus back to the main train station and climb to the top of the building where you surprisingly discover yet another park. Buy some beer in the nearby supermarket, and just sit on the edge of the “roof” of the station building, right by of the University of Bern, another sand brick building, and enjoy the sun sinking slowly behind the Alps.
Donauinsel
The train stops. I am about to step out into my favorite place in
Vienna, just ten minutes away from the city center. The green lung of
the city – the Danube Island. Located between the old city center and
the modern financial area it offers a holiday feel to Vienna’s two
million inhabitants. My day trip starts at the train station located on
the famous Reichsbruecke. This bridge actually spans the island and you
walk down stairs from it to get on to the island. Once I’m down on the
island I start to realise that it doesn’t feel like I’m in a big city
anymore. It’s like paradise.
The first cyclers are passing me and their airstream refreshes my skin.
They are followed by joggers, skaters and people on rollerblades.
Walking on towards the center of the island, violin music is growing
more distinct. It fulfills me with a sense of home and gets me into
daydreaming. The street artist plays Mozart. A hard noise brings me back
to reality. A big ship just passes on the right side. Ducks and swans
are flying over and my thoughts change immediately to prayers that are
saying “please don’t shit on me”.
As it is noon now my body tells me that I’m hungry now. Luck me that a
lot of restaurants are just seconds away. The incomparable smell of
Schnitzel catches every cell of my body and makes me starving even more.
I decide to sit down as soon as possible and give my stomach what he
wants. I order a glass of Almdudler with it, a herbs lemonade which
reminds me of the alps.
After finishing I am going on with laying down in the fresh grass. In
the background I can hear diggers and other machines who are building up
the stadium for the beachvolleyball worldcup, starting in two weeks.
Fortunately the island is now less crowded and I can enjoy the slight
breeze on my skin. Bees are buzzing around me while I stare at the St.
Stephens Cathedral and think about my childhood when my grandparents
took me there.
When I feel rested enough I start my journey back. While passing a
playground, a football lands in front of my feet. I give it back to the
child which responds with a shyly thank you. I smile back and turn my
head towards the train station. I already feel grumpy that I have to
leave soon but on the other hand I am looking forward a lot to my next
time on the island. I put in my earphones and play “Vienna Calling” by
Falco and so the day goes on.
The train stops. I am about to step out into my favorite place in
Vienna, just ten minutes from the city center. The green lung of
the city – the Danube Island. Located between the old city center and
the modern financial area it offers a holiday feel to Vienna’s two
million inhabitants. My day trip starts at the train station located on
the famous Reichsbruecke. This bridge actually spans the island and you
descend some stairs to get on to the island. Once I’m down on the
ground I start to feel like I’m no longer in a big city . It’s like paradise.
After lunch I go and lie down in the fresh grass. In
the background I can hear diggers and other machines building up
the stadium for the beach volleyball world cup, starting in two weeks.
When I feel rested enough I start my journey back. While passing a
playground, a football lands in front of my feet. I kick it back to one of the kids
Donauinsel
The train stops. I am about to step out into my favorite place in
Vienna, just ten minutes away from the city center. The green lung of
the city – the Danube Island. Located between the old city center and
the modern financial area it offers a holiday feel to Vienna’s two
million inhabitants. My day trip starts at the train station located on
the famous Reichsbruecke. This bridge actually spans the island and you
walk down stairs from it to get on to the island. Once I’m down on the
island I start to realise that it doesn’t feel like I’m in a big city
anymore. It’s like paradise.
The first cyclers are passing me and their airstream refreshes my skin.
They are followed by joggers, skaters and people on rollerblades.
Walking on towards the center of the island, violin music is growing
more distinct. It fulfills me with a sense of home and gets me into
daydreaming. The street artist plays Mozart. A hard noise brings me back
to reality. A big ship just passes on the right side. Ducks and swans
are flying over and my thoughts change immediately to prayers that are
saying “please don’t shit on me”.
As it is noon now my body tells me that I’m hungry now. Luck me that a
lot of restaurants are just seconds away. The incomparable smell of
Schnitzel catches every cell of my body and makes me starving even more.
I decide to sit down as soon as possible and give my stomach what he
wants. I order a glass of Almdudler with it, a herbs lemonade which
reminds me of the alps.
After finishing I am going on with laying down in the fresh grass. In
the background I can hear diggers and other machines who are building up
the stadium for the beachvolleyball worldcup, starting in two weeks.
Fortunately the island is now less crowded and I can enjoy the slight
breeze on my skin. Bees are buzzing around me while I stare at the St.
Stephens Cathedral and think about my childhood when my grandparents
took me there.
When I feel rested enough I start my journey back. While passing a
playground, a football lands in front of my feet. I give it back to the
child which responds with a shyly thank you. I smile back and turn my
head towards the train station. I already feel grumpy that I have to
leave soon but on the other hand I am looking forward a lot to my next
time on the island. I put in my earphones and play “Vienna Calling” by
Falco and so the day goes on.
Donauinsel
The train stops. I am about to step out into my favorite place in
Vienna, just ten minutes from the city center. The green lung of
the city – the Danube Island. Located between the old city center and
the modern financial area it offers a holiday feel to Vienna’s two
million inhabitants. My day trip starts at the train station located on
the famous Reichsbruecke. This bridge actually spans the island and you
descend some stairs to get on to the island. Once I’m down on the
ground I start to feel like I’m no longer in a big city . It’s like paradise.
The first cyclists are passing me and their airstream refreshes my skin.
They are followed by joggers, skaters and rollerbladers.
Walking on towards the center of the island, the sound of a violin is growing
more distinct, filling me with a day dreamy sense of home. Mozart.
They are followed by joggers, skaters and rollerbladers.
Walking on towards the center of the island, the sound of a violin is growing
more distinct, filling me with a day dreamy sense of home. Mozart.
A hard noise jolts me back to reality. A big ship passes on the right side. Ducks and swans
are flying over and my thoughts change immediately to prayers
saying “please don’t shit on me”.
saying “please don’t shit on me”.
Around noon my body tells me that I’m hungry. Lucky me that dozens
of restaurants are just seconds away. The incomparable smell of
Schnitzel catches every cell of my body and makes me feel ravenous.
I decide to sit down as soon as possible and give my stomach what he
wants. I order a glass of Almdudler with it, a herbal lemonade which
reminds me of the alps.
Schnitzel catches every cell of my body and makes me feel ravenous.
I decide to sit down as soon as possible and give my stomach what he
wants. I order a glass of Almdudler with it, a herbal lemonade which
reminds me of the alps.
After lunch I go and lie down in the fresh grass. In
the background I can hear diggers and other machines building up
the stadium for the beach volleyball world cup, starting in two weeks.
Fortunately the island is now less crowded and I can enjoy the slight
breeze on my skin. Bees are buzzing around me while I stare at the St.
Stephens Cathedral and reminisce about my childhood when my grandparents
took me there.
breeze on my skin. Bees are buzzing around me while I stare at the St.
Stephens Cathedral and reminisce about my childhood when my grandparents
took me there.
When I feel rested enough I start my journey back. While passing a
playground, a football lands in front of my feet. I kick it back to one of the kids
who responds with a shy thank you. I smile back and turn my
head towards the train station. I already feel grumpy that I have to
leave soon but on the other hand I am already looking forward a lot to my next
time on the island. I put in my earphones and play “Vienna Calling” by
Falco and so the day goes on.
head towards the train station. I already feel grumpy that I have to
leave soon but on the other hand I am already looking forward a lot to my next
time on the island. I put in my earphones and play “Vienna Calling” by
Falco and so the day goes on.
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