Honeymoon After the wedding came the honeymoon, which the couple spent in Salzburg and the surrounding countryside before moving on to Berchtesgarden. She wrote it up as a continuous piece, rather than in day entries. We had many very jolly presents, about 150 in all and I am quite excited
at seeing them again! The 3.47 train took us to London with many of our
friends and all Poggy's (HKJ"s)
relations! and as we had to change at Brockenhurst we had a lively meeting
for the second time of asking! We stayed one night at the Grand coming
on here (Salzburg) next day and breaking
the journey by stopping 3 days at Munich Hotel de Russie - quite nice
but absurdly expensive - (evidently no one washes much in this country
- the charge 2/6d and 3 shillings (for a hot
bath) is a stumbling block to most I should think!) We saw there
the Summer Exhibition which to my mind is chiefly composed of daubs and
horrors...of course the place for good pictures is the Alter Pinakothek...although,
as Mother justly describes it, the Rubens room reminds one of a butcher's
shop full of succulent joints!
Uncle Walter recommended us to the Hotel de L'Europe (in Salzburg) and so here we are. A very comfortable place we are well fed and well looked after, the charges are fairly moderate and as we are staying a fortnight they do us for 6 florins each a day (12 shillings), this of course is very moderate but all the extras are so expensive, drinks and above all baths, and we are seriously thinking of giving up washing altogether. We have a very comfy room looking out over the town and mountains, the latter are an ever changing source of delight to us, quite blue and some with snow covered tops. Since we have been (here) a good deal more snow has fallen, the air is cold and we are very glad of a fire in the evenings. There are many English people in this "hottle" and one other monehooning couple. I am convinced of that and I fear they have spotted the Grand upon us too! Berchtesgarden They went down the salt mines, to concerts
and to a dance at the Deutcher Haus ("a most extraordinary
dance"). Little did Wynne realize that her beloved spot would
take on other associations in the century that was just beginning.
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