Kisah Hotel Austria Di Jerusalem (20pics)

abgsedapmalam · Post time 14-7-2013 09:08 PM

May. 18th, 2013 at 9:56 AM

Many times, read a very interesting hotel located in the heart of the old city.
But somehow could not manage to get there.
That time is not, then something else in the way. But here one day in February, finishing work early, I decided, no matter what it is to find it. I'll be honest, was not immediately apparent because even the address found in the u and those entered in the GPS, did not help. Among the narrow streets with overhanging houses GPS simply does not work.
But "the language to Kiev," and I after much questioning of the local traders little shops yet reached the hospice. Yeah, I do not sealed. It really is called "hospice", not a "hostel" I just wanted to make that word in the title.
An inconspicuous door in the wall. I called.
Opened. I walked into the courtyard and up the stairs at once.

Already on the porch notice cute little tables, behind which is probably a good morning, good breakfast.

Retsepshen pass to the boy that has turned to the screen.

And going up to the top. You can, of course, on the elevator, but I prefer the stairs.
Along the way, I notice a photo of some of the Pope with the Jordanian prince.

The walls of one of the floors are painted in a dark red color.

Posters hung everywhere strange collages

From the windows at the ends - the views of Jerusalem

Another floor is painted in light green color. On the walls of the place befitting portraits of Franz Joseph I.

and at the window - antique table and chairs. However, plastic stool spoils the experience

Well, that's got to the roof.
It looks like a cross, which you saw in the first photo reportage.

Nice view of the Old Town.

Panorama more

And of course, at the Golden Dome Mosque "Dome of the Rock"
Up close, it seems, the Coptic Church.

While walking, looked at the surrounding, climbed to the roof of another tourists.

Well, enjoyed the views, now it's time to move on to the second part of the visit, for which, strictly speaking, I wandered through the narrow streets of the city strictly in search of a home for pilgrims.
Rumor has it that in the cafe located on the first floor and serves a real Austrian apple strudel and the best Viennese coffee in Israel.
I went in, ordered.
While preparing, looked around. Cafe is almost empty. Only in one corner with a book missed a lady.