I don’t exactly know how we chose Innsbruck as our Christmas destination on December 2011. I personally wanted to have a white Christmas. As a person living in a tropical country (almost) all my life, it was one of those “wishlist”. Even when I was living in England, the English weather didn’t allow me to see real snow. When my friend suggested Innsbruck, all she needed to convince me was two things: great food and old town – basically what I love and look for when I travel. So I immediately said yes but didn’t expect anything more than that.
After a 6 hours train journey from Zurich, we headed for Innsbruck, Austria. The train journey was the usual – you know sitting next to a stranger, eating morning sandwiches, drinking left over soda. We were completely tired so we slept (well, OK, I slept) almost half of the journey. When I opened my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I saw through the windows. White, like all white! Pure excitement flowed through my veins and we haven’t even reached there yet.
We arrived on 24th December evening, definitely not a good time to come as almost everything was closed. Starving as ever, we asked the guy at the hostel if there was any restaurant open in the centre, he gave a sorry-dude-it’s-Christmas-eve-are-you-mad look. We went to the centre anyway, it was gorgeous. They had it decorated in fairy tales theme. But we saved our awe and frantically search for a place to eat. After an hour attempt of searching for a restaurant (including trying to ask a taxi driver with my stuttered German with no luck), we finally found one Italian restaurant open. Hallelujah!
We had pizza and pasta for our Christmas Eve dinner and then at midnight we decided to go inside one of the beautiful churches to attend the Christmas service. With snow and choir, it couldn’t get any better, can it?
I love to travel spontaneously. Yes, I have plans, but it’s those spontaneous moments that really makes your travel memorable. And this was definitely it. We decided to take one tram that was supposed to take us to one castle. We somehow missed it, and instead got off at the last stop. It turned out we were in a village called Igls.
The village was unbelieveable, snow everywhere, little houses with snow on its rooftops, frozen little river- I just couldn’t believe I was there, it was like out of a Christmas movie or something! And that wasn’t the end of it, we took a cable car up the Alps…and well, breathtaking. I remembered just standing there, never in my lifetime have I seen so much snow.