A few weeks ago, I went on what was simultaneously one of the best and worst trips of my life. The plan was to do a 6 day trek on the Alta Via 2 route through the Dolomites, with the promise of gorgeous landscapes and end-of-summer weather. The gorgeous landscapes were there, but the good weather, not so much.
I’ll be writing a series of blog posts on how the week actually went, starting with this first one which documents our arrival in Brixen, or Bressanone. We had flown from London to Marco Polo Airport in Venice in the morning, and then taken a series of bus and train rides to finally arrive in the early evening in this small, mountain-side town.
We had just enough day light left to take some pictures of the town before settling down for an amazing dinner of pizza, filling up for the hard days of trekking ahead. There seemed to be some kind of traditional music festival happening on the evening we were there, with lots of folk in traditional costumes and market stalls serving up sausages and beer.
I had expected it to be an Italian town, but it seemed much more Austrian, I suppose because of the proximity to the Austrian border? I’ll leave you now with some photos from the town and more to come in future posts!