One thing we noticed at the festival is how proud the locals are of the heritage. Many people were dressed in traditional lederhosen, and they were not people in one of the events, they were just regular visitors to the festival. I think its great. We need to be proud of both our culture and our heritage.
We were lucky to be in Vienna during the annual harvest festival – a big celebration of local food and culture. The best part is that it was largely attended by Viennese locals, and we were one of the few tourists there.
The beer hall (of course there was a beer hall) had traditional singing and dancing throughout the day – although I find the Viennese folk dancing very different from the waltz for which the city is so famous. Most of the dances seem to require you to either stamp your feed, slap your knees, or slap your partner. But it was entertaining to watch.
Slap your knees
Dancing with your partner
Inside the beerhall
If you like fun fairs, then Riesenrad is the place for you. I have already posted some pics of the old ferris wheel, but there are plenty of activities for the more adventurous.
There used to be a children’s swing at the local fair that came to my local park in Cape Town from time to time, and I loved riding on it. This swing is about 4 times as big as the one I used to ride on, and I am not quite sure if that boy is very happy about it.
Entrance to the house of horrors – although I kind of like those trolls – they look to me like they could have stepped off the Discworld.
This contraption (no it’s not made of Meccano) flings you into the air and then throws you back to the ground. Why? I have no idea!
Last weekend I went for a run in Cecelia and Newlands forests. It is such a privilege to have since amazing forests in my back garden. It had been pouring with rain for most of the day, so everything was wet and had that crisp and clean smell you get after the rain.
An old tree reflecting in a puddle.
The silver leaf trees on the jeep track. These trees literally look somebody has spray-painted the leaves with sliver paint, and they glisten with an almost mystical sparkle as you run past them.
Running up – there was plenty of running up, and of course running down on this run.
I’m convinced this trail was created for hobbits, or just for really short people. I had to bend over and just about crawl my way through the vegetation.
It was an excellent day out, and you don’t need to be a runner to enjoy these trails. There are plenty of walkers and families going for shorter strolls in both Cecelia and Newlands forests at the weekends.
I saw this strange building on the main road into Zakopane, and it really interested me. It looks exactly what Guidi would have built if he was an artist in Zakopane instead of in Barcelona. I love the way the two architectural styles are so seamlessly blended in this building.
If you want to find out more about the house (and are willing to read Polish or at least use Google translate), here is an interesting interview.
By the way, they say that the best camera is the one in your hand. I shot this with my phone and the processed it in Photomatix afterwards.