Work continued on the house while we took a break to visit family in Austria and participate in a 10-day French immersion program in Burgundy.
One of the many reasons we decided to move to France was to be able to use it as a base to travel from, rather than starting with the long trek from the US. Bob’s uncle, a jazz musician, was celebrating his 80th birthday in a big way by giving a concert with some members of the Vienna Symphony. So, we planned a train trip to Austria, traveling from our nearest station, Saint Pierre des Corps, to Salzburg, changing trains in Paris and Stuttgart on the way. We also were signed up for a 10-day French Immersion course in a château in Burgundy. We fit these trips together with a four-day stop in Annecy, France, in-between.
Our train journey to Paris was an easy 60-minute ride, but as it took us to the Montparnasse train station, and our next train left from the Paris l’Ouest station, we had to jump in a cab and
After a couple of train changes, we arrived Salzburg in the evening, and wasted no time finding a restaurant for a traditional Austrian dinner.
Our time in Salzburg is always fun – we’ve been there many times before so don’t have to do any of the usual tourist things. Instead, we visit our favorite spots, eat our favorite foods, and catch up with Bob’s relatives in the area. On this trip, one day we rented a car to visit the small town in the Austrian Alps where Bob was born. We also went to the Eagle’s Nest, the precariously-perched notorious hangout for members of the Nazi party, including Hitler himself, despite his fear of heights. Surprisingly, Eagle’s Nest is included in the route of the “Hop-on, Hop-off” bus tours you can take from Salzburg.
Six days later, we took the train through Switzerland and then a bus to the lovely town of Annecy, France. Four days at this magnificent old hotel was relaxing and peaceful, just what we needed.
The town of Annecy sits on Lake Annecy, considered to be Europe’s cleanest lake. It was formed 18,000 years ago, when the large alpine glaciers melted.
As we were enjoying the view from the hotel veranda one evening, I saw something I couldn’t quite believe. I ran down to the lake to see it up close, and sure enough, it was a man gliding past on some sort of submerged platform, playing the piano. There were two people in the water moving him along. It was the strangest thing, but beautiful and silly too.
Our next journey was to get to Lyon by train, spend one night, and meet the representative from Château de Joudes Saint Amour who transported us to their château, about 90 minutes northeast. While we were waiting in the hotel lobby, we met the others who would be joining us in the French immersion course arranged by LaPont Language Centre, an Australian company. It turned out to be a fantastic group of women; Bob was the only man. That didn’t bother him one bit. Two women were there from Australia, one from the UK, one from Colorado, and one from Florida. We were the only participants who live in France. We immediately got along well and became fast friends.
Our 3-hour daily French lessons were challenging and fun, and although we knew we wouldn’t make any great improvement after just 10 days, we left the experience with a few more tools to use in getting along in our new language and country.
In addition to the French lessons, we enjoyed delicious meals prepared by the château’s chef, excursions to various events, restaurants, and places of interest in the region, and had some free time to explore the beautiful area that was our temporary home. Several outings included private tours arranged for us. One day we visited a vineyard in the Burgundy countryside, and the winemaker, who was the 10th generation to operate on the site, gave us a tour of his vineyard and shared his passion for growing grapes and producing wine.
After the tour, his mother prepared lunch for us in the winery. What a fabulous lunch it was! This vegetable terrine was the first course, and it was so good I immediately started searching online for a similar recipe.
Another outing was to the town of Louhans, about 30 minutes northeast of
Just a block away from the market, we toured the Hôtel-Dieu et Apothicairerie, a 300-year-old hospital
The men’s and women’s wards – separated by a beautiful iron gate – used an ingenious curtained bed arrangement, with the medical staff using a corridor on the other side of the beds to treat the patients with privacy.
Our experience at Château de Joudes