Gasthaus Ufermann, MarchtrenkDecember 11, 2016 in Austria
Gasthaus Ufermann was a pub that encouraged vans to park overnight in their back car park. We instantly got a good feel for the place when we went in to let them know we were there and were welcomed with a smile from the landlady. The locals turned to look at us as they often do, but we didn't hold their attention too long and they soon went back to chatting amongst themselves. When asked about the €7 overnight charge, the landlady checked with her partner then waved her hand and said we could sort it out later.
The car park had piles of gravel, tree trunks and tiles, but the trees helped block it from the small road that ran alongside and there was a nice big garden for Poppy to get out in. Vicky spent the afternoon working on a Christmas project while Will went exploring the nearby fishing pond and little village that constained just 2 shops, both of which were closed as it was a Saturday afternoon.
Evening fell and the place lit up with falling lines of Christmas lights. The photo doesn't do it justice! We treated ourselves to an evening meal and ordered a couple of dishes from the weekly specials menu; catfish and chicken. We were told to help ourselves to the salad bar (which included some very tasty sauerkraut) and after a while were presented with two large breaded platefulls. It wasn't anything posh or pretentious and we loved it! The good vibe we'd got earlier along with the good homely food made for a very enjoyable night, that was topped off with the pub's homemade apple strudel and strokes with Cindy, the landlady's ancient Alsation. We never were asked to pay for the overnight stay!
Despite both Germans and Austrians speaking German, we've noticed a real difference in the accent and a little in the dialect. We find it more difficult to understand Austrian German and Austrians seem to find it more difficult to understand us. We guess it is similar to a foreign language speaker spending 3months in England, then heading up to Scotland.
The following morning began with a glorious sunrise and later we really enjoyed a walk into the village bakery. We felt very grateful to have the time to combine a walk with buying our bread. After speaking just a few words to the assistant, she said 'ah! English!' She then proceded to explain what all the different types of bread were in a mixture of English and German, admonishing the other assistant for not speaking good English! We tried to say that, being in Austria, we were the ones that should be speaking their language, but she looked as if she was enjoying using her foreign language skills!Read more