Velden, Austria

Velden Travel Blog

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Having a beer and Pizza in Venice, while waiting for the train to Velden.

I wonder if this train is going to stop in Velden? That's what I was thinking to myself as I watched little villages whizzing by the window.

I left Verona Italy, at last on my way to the Christening in Velden, Austria. I had to change trains in Venice. Drew, Lisa and I visited Venice 4 years earlier, then traveled to Velden for Steph and Mikes wedding, so I had been there before. I had 2 ½ hours to kill, so I left my roll-aboard suitcase at the left luggage office and wandered around the streets and canals of Venice, and got a bite of lunch, some pizza.

My train had Austrian cars, and I had a reserved seat in first class, although it was an Italian engine pulling it, and an Italian crew on board. I noticed that we weren't making all of the stops, and realized when I reserved the seat, I made the reservation all the way to Klaggenfurt, which is 30 miles beyond Velden.

Pseudo American Indians performing for the tourists in Venice. WTF?
I got the Idea that maybe I had done the wrong thing. When the train stopped at Travisio, on the Italian-Austrian border, it changed to an Austrian Engine and an Austrian Crew. I asked the porter (train attendant?) if the train stopped in Velden. “NO. If you want to go to Velden, you need to get off at Villach (20 miles before Velden), or Klaggenfurt (30 miles farther than Velden.)

I was so glad I had a cell phone that worked in Europe, as I called Mike at his Mom's house in Velden, and told him I was going to be late, and I would call again when I arrived. “Don't vorry Schotty, Ve vill come to pick you up in Villach” he said.

Half an hour later, I was walking out the front door of the Villach station, and Michael and his brother Peter were waiting for me.

Finally, i'm in Velden at Uncle Eric's Hotel
Seems that a lot of the relatives were at his Mom's house, and things were getting a bit hectic, so he and Peter were looking for an excuse to get away for a bit.

They took me to the hotel, owned by Mike's Uncle Erik, and Sandy and Mark were in the lobby. Sandy used to work for America West in Salt Lake, in fact she was my supervisor, but now she is a flight attendant with Steph in Phoenix.

The rest of the night we ate dinner and drank beer at the Uncle Erik's hotel. They've got a decent bar and restaurant attached as well.

The next day was the Christening, but I will save that for tomorrow's blog.

Ciao for now amigos!

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