Travel guide to Innsbruck, Austria

Innsbruck, Austria is an ancient town full of rich historical flavor. The cultural customs and scenery here are very good, and the natural environment protection is also quite in place to meet your various desires. Here, I would like to share with you the travel strategy of Innsbruck, Austria.

I forget when it started. It seems that since I knew there was a city called Vienna and heard that it was music heaven, I began to have an inexplicable yearning for that place, so that whenever I think of Austria later, I feel that it is a symbol of sacredness, freedom and beauty.

I have been to Vienna in a hurry before, maybe because the city is too big, maybe the stay time is too short, or maybe I was in a bad mood. When I first arrived in Vienna, I felt that my dream was shattered, which was an inner frustration. I am sorry and sad, but I have been looking for excuses in my heart: Did I stay too short and have too little knowledge to seriously discover its beauty?

It is said that the essence of Austria lies in the countryside and the perfect combination of mountains and rivers. It is said that this is the only country in Europe that is all mountainous. There is no limit to the traveler, and the simple and heavy beauty of Leshan, a benevolent man in Austria, always haunts my heart.

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201165438+February, on Christmas Eve, I hurried to Austria before returning from studying abroad, because I didn't want to leave Austria for the future. Because the voice in my heart, the complex, the mountains and rivers of Austria, like a sense of belonging, have been calling me.

I know Innsbruck is the headquarters of Swarovski just because it has hosted two Winter Olympics. The map shows that it is really a city deep in the Alps, just as the trip allows, so I decided to visit this small town on the way.

The train goes from south to north in Italy, and the sunshine is getting less and less. After a sleep, I don't know when it is already a layer of snow outside the window.

In Innsbruck, it was already night, and the air suddenly changed from a dozen degrees in Naples to a few degrees below zero, which was very uncomfortable.

When I got out of the train station and took a bus to the Youth Travel Service, I walked and the car actually started crawling on the hillside. The narrower the road, the darker the street, and the anxiety in my heart gradually emerges. In addition to the Christmas lights hanging everywhere in the city, there is also a Christmas atmosphere, and there are still fewer people who surprise me.

I always feel that it is here that I feel the Christmas atmosphere for the first time. Although Naples, where I once lived, began to show signs of Christmas very early, it may be because it is in the south after all and it doesn't snow. I always feel that the Christmas atmosphere has not arrived yet, and I always feel that something is missing.

So when I arrived in Innsbruck and Austria, the cold, heavy snow, and all kinds of marks on Christmas in shops and houses pushed me to the warmth of the festival in an instant. That kind of warmth, as we can feel during the Spring Festival. This is a feeling of being left out. After comparison, you will feel it, just like the warmth of fire and the warmth of cold wind in a bleak winter.

Always feel that cold and snowy places are like the world in fairy tales. There should be castles or cabins, snow-capped mountains and forests in fairy tales. More importantly, there must be a chimney on the castle or cabin, with neat firewood outside the door and smoke rising from the chimney. I think apart from high latitudes such as Northern Europe, Russia and Canada, the most fairy tale place must be the hinterland of Alps.

The night I first arrived in Innsbruck, I got off the bus according to the location of the youth brigade recorded in my notebook and found myself on a cold road halfway up the mountain. There was no one on the cold road except the lights from the windows of several families. I can only hear the sound of the Milky Way river running not far below the mountain, which becomes clear at night. The youth hostel is a two-story building. It is a typical wooden structure building in mountainous area. It looks thick and strong. When you push the door, warm hot air will blow on your face.

After I checked in, I dragged my luggage around the backyard, around the firewood pile in the yard and climbed a narrow flight of stairs. Finally, I found the bed in a room transformed from an attic, with a triangular roof and a sturdy wooden crib. According to the terrain, there are one, two or even three floors above the roof, which is clean and comfortable. Besides, there is only one Japanese girl living in the room, so it is very quiet. In the silence of the night and the quiet humming of the galaxy not far away, I gradually began a beautiful dream about fairy tales.

I don't know whether it is because it is closed deep in the mountains or other reasons, the whole old town of Innsbruck still retains its medieval appearance. Because I got up early in the morning, when the first ray of sunshine shone on the city in the morning, I was already on the narrow and winding streets in the center of the old city, where there were Gothic buildings, Baroque arches and Renaissance arcades. The exquisiteness of this city is beyond my expectation.

In the early morning, there were not many tourists in the street, so I shuttled among them, took pictures and lamented the beauty here. Then, when the number of people gradually increased, I followed the map and quietly climbed the hillside opposite the Yinhe River. There are not many people on the hillside, but there are all kinds of houses with their own characteristics.

Climbing all the way, I was amazed at the quiet and beautiful living environment of Europeans. There are mountains and trees at home, and children can run in their own yard or garden. Did they grow up in such an environment where the happiness index is much higher than ours?

Time is limited, so I finally took a look at the city surrounded by mountains and snow halfway up the mountain, then hurried down the mountain, and then took my luggage through the boiling old city center to the railway station.

Innsbruck, this is a quiet and exquisite city. You can see the snow-capped mountains when you look up. When you get here, you think it should only belong to winter, and the best time should be winter.

An ancient city surrounded by high mountains and snow-capped mountains, covered with snow, small bridges on the Yin River, neat firewood and smoke from chimneys rising everywhere in the city.

At this time, you will feel that it is not spring, summer, autumn and winter, which season must be the most beautiful. But some cities have only one season.