Day 17 - 1 June
Not quite, more like a visit to two towns (typically scenic, but, let's be honest, the whole 'scenic little town' thing is getting a bit boring).  The first visit was to the Abbey in Melk ("Would you like a little coffee with your Melk sir?").  I'll let the photos do the talking.
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| The back of Melk Abbey seen from the river | 
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| The approach to the front of Melk Abbey, from the uphill side | 
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| Close up showing the detail of the dome | 
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| Ornate bit | 
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| An inner courtyard | 
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| A cloister | 
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| Some detail from inside the Abbey | 
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| Lea, starting to feel a little tired, prepares to mount John | 
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| Multi-media display | 
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| Model of the Abbey - it gives some sense of scale | 
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| View of the town of Melk from outside the Abbey | 
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| Interior detail - spectacular decorations | 
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| Inside the 'churchy bit' of the Abbey - incredible | 
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| Peter Moorhouse doing Kung Fu hands - wax on, wax off | 
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| Me in a 'selfie moment', amused by Peter's antics | 
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| Interior corridor | 
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| Detail of a spiral staircase | 
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| View of the countryside from the terrace at the back of the Abbey | 
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| Back outside the Abbey, in the garden - John feeling relieved when Lea finally dismounted in front of the pavilion | 
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| A bike we saw in the town of Melk during our walk back to the ship - it must get very cold here if the bikes need to wear woollen outfits | 
After Melk it was back to the ship and we sailed for the even-more-scenic town of Durnstein, through the beautiful Wachau Valley.  Although the scenery was boringly beautiful, the main item of interest was a developing chess battle between John and Lea.
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| Another castle by the river | 
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| John, playing black, consulting crew member and former child chess prodigy Alexandra - her comment: "You are screwed" | 
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| Lea, mercilessly kicking a man when he is down | 
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| After a ruthless victory, a glass of bubbly goes down a treat | 
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| Durnstein ahead.  Is that another sodding castle I see on the hill behind the town?  (Yes) | 
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| Still, it is a pretty little town | 
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| Closer in | 
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| Preparing to dock - the castle is the one where King Richard the Lion Heart was held for ransom awhile back, before the internet | 
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| Ivy-covered building on the way in to town | 
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| Local graveyard - immaculately looked after | 
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| View down an alleyway | 
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| One of the quirkier sights we saw - a Japanese tourist wearing lederhosen over his lime-green trousers | 
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| Quirky sight number 2 - yes, it really does read: Real Rabbitshit with Liquer | 
Finally we made it back on board, in time for more entertainment, this time from two musicians.
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| The accordion player was the conductor of an orchestra, and the guy with the steroid-enhanced woodwind was the first-violinist from the orchestra -they were very talented and entertaining | 
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| A 20th Century castle further down the river | 
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| Dinner Part 1 | 
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| Part 2 | 
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| Part 3 | 
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| Part 4 - please! No more! | 
There was little left to do but waddle off to bed, after pausing to admire another sunset.
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| Admirable sunset | 
Tomorrow we reach Vienna.
 
Your tough life continues unabated.
ReplyDeleteLove ti all 😊