Victoria here. My husband and I had a fabulous vacation in Europe this summer, and though I can’t pretend to duplicate Kristine’s hilarious adventures in England, I will attempt to interest you in a few of my own explorations.
Vicky and Ed in Potsdam, at the Palace (one of many)
Like Kristine’s hubby, mine is tolerant of my obsessions with all things English, and equally long-suffering when it comes to being dragged around to historic sites, stately homes, and even pet cemeteries. And a little like Kristine’s Greg, my Ed suffered a bit of a malady, if only some burst blisters. It was tough going for him by the end of our journey.
I will not go into detail on the entire trip, but to begin with, we had our first trip to Prague in the Czech Republic. The city is lovely and has a fascinating history. Perhaps my favorite spot was the Klementinum, part of a large complex once a monastery and church, now mostly a study center and concert venue.
The Mirror Chapel
I have to lift the photo below from the web, as they did not allow cameras near the library. It is a breath-taking sight and it made me yearn to study there. The guide said it is open to researchers...but I didn't see a soul.
Klementinum Baroque Library Hall
Clara Schumann
We were surprised when one of our stops was to
visit the beautiful scenic area of the Bohemian Mountains which straddle the
Czech Republic/German border, called variously Bohemian Switzerland and Saxon Switzerland. I was completely taken by surprise at the two adjoining national parks. This dramatic scenery was much
beloved by the early Romantics, including writers, poets, composers and
artists from all over. Among the English
visitors was Mary Godwin Shelley (1797-1851), of Frankenstein fame.
Mary Shelley by Richard Rothwell (1800-1868), NPG
She wrote of the area in Rambles in Germany and Italy (1844):
"Immediately on quitting the village the portals of the
mountains opened before us, and we plunged into their recesses. It is difficult to describe the peculiarity
of this region; it differs so much from every other...In Saxony, the impression
is as if the tops of the hills were the outer circumference of the globe,
strangely fissured and worn away by the action of water...The mystic imagination of
the Germans has indeed peopled this region with gnome and kobold, who watch
over hidden treasure..."
"...The
precipices are broken into a thousand fantastic shapes and forced into rough
columns, pillars, and peaks numberless; with huge caverns, mighty portals, and
towering archways; the whole clothed with pines, verdant with a luxuriant
growth of various shrubs; and but that for the most part the long drought has
silenced them, resonant with waterfalls."
Below, two of my photos, from a similar vantage point.
The well-known German artist of the sublime Casper David Friedrich (1774-1840) left us this atmospheric painting which also expresses the Romantic mood of the region.
Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, Kunsthalle Hamburg
Your photos make me so homesick for Germany and Austria. I spent three years there and the scenery is absolutely incredible! Can't wait to hear about your adventures in England as well! God bless long suffering hubbies!
ReplyDeleteHow lovely to see "the sublime" through modern eyes! I'm also looking forward to your adventures in England, and wondering how long you had to wait for the traffic to clear so you could get a clear photograph of Apsley House.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a lovely trip! Thanks for relating the sites to other creatives!
ReplyDeleteYes, Louisa -- long-suffering hubbies are the BEST!! I find scenery to admire almost everywhere, though I have to admit a summer day in sunny Wisconsin with the rolling green hills and red barns is about the prettiest scene ever. Not dramatic like the mountains or the churning sea, but so very peaceful. Thanks for your thoughts...cheers, Vicky
ReplyDeleteI laugh every time I see this picture, Helena, because I stood there with my arms outstretched for a long time, it seemed. It is the new stance for photographers...I see it everywhere. London is a hard place to take pictures and avoid traffic -- a red bus is always about to drive into your frame!
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