Eisenstadt is about 1.5 hours away from Bratislava, reachable by train. Or so I thought. From Bratislava-Petržalka station, according to the ZSR timetable, it was one change at Ort Parndorf , and then a direct train would take me to Eisenstadt. Everything went to plan at Ort Parndorf; the train arrived, with Eisenstadt clearly displayed as the destination. Then things quickly unraveled. When the train stopped at Neusiedl am See, and a new crew came on board, the guard duly informed me in German - a language that I do not speak or understand - that I had to get off at the next stop because the train was not going to Eisenstadt after all. When I did get off at the next stop, in the middle of nowhere, I had no clue how to continue with the journey. Then a fellow passenger who also fell foul of this change of route trick, offered a lift in his friend's car.
Travelling along the foothills of the Leitha Mountains towards Eisenstadt, the route was lined with vineyards, more family than industrial production. It was a beautiful spring day: the blue sky and the open country side could not but lift the spirit after a spell of wet and cold weather in Bratislava.
The Palace Park at Schloss Esterhazy |
Schloss Esterhazy, Eisenstadt |
An ornately crafted lamp stand inside the apartment of Schloss Esterhazy |
The sumptuous Haydnsaal |
Bergkirche, Einsenstadt |
Haydn's tomb, Bergkirche, Einstenstadt |
In the town centre is the Town Hall, situated at the end of a pedestrian precinct lined with cafes and boutiques. Here, I met a delightful woman who teaches at an elementary school in a small village nearby, and she took me in her car to the Eisenstadt train station, where another story of missed connections back to Bratislava enfolded. This woman, whose name I did not ask, bestowed on me kindness and generosity, and when she talked about her own three children and the other 14 in her class, I was touched by her smile and her kindness.
Rathaus, Eisenstadt |