In this Crazy Tour Stories segment, the folk pop duo, Fox and Bones, share one of their stories from being on the road. You can check out the story and listen to their newest single, Better Land, after the break.
As a folk duo that is also a couple, we aren’t exactly the poster children for “crazy,” but we also happen to be of below average intelligence, so it seems we are often having mishaps that turn into great stories.
One such story happened while we were on tour in Europe. We’d just finished a show in Munich, and being the last minute planners we are, went on Expedia to book our hotel for the evening. It didn’t take too much scrolling to figure out that the 400+ Euro hotel rooms meant it was Oktoberfest. Since 400 Euro a night was at least 350 Euro out of our budget, we knew we were going to have to get crafty.
I (Sarah) started searching for hotels in the Munich area, and we finally found something in our price range about an hour and a half’s drive from the city, just over the Austrian border in Ebbs. The photos of the hotel looked unreal, we honestly couldn’t believe our luck. Alpine views, wood detailing, our own balcony and a sauna? For 50 Euro? It was a no brainer.
The first red flag came with an email from the property we received shortly after. They warned us that the hotel would require us to park and walk 2.5 kilometers to get to our room. We were initially skeptical, but quickly remembered we had no other options, and also, we are both pretty decent at walking as we’d been doing so most of our lives, so it didn’t feel like that crazy of an ask. We also had no idea how long 2.5 kilometers was except that it was less than 2.5 miles and at the time that felt totally doable.
So, we get on the road towards Ebbs, and an hour and a half later we made it to the parking lot for the hotel. Only this wasn’t the parking lot for a hotel. It was the parking lot at the base of the Kaisertal Mountain Valley in the Alps. We quickly realized it wasn’t a walk to the hotel, it was a hike. Straight up the side of a mountain.
I immediately went back to our rental car and ditched most of my heavy stuff. Scott on the other hand, chose to keep everything with him in a moment of gross overconfidence; his suitcase, his guitar, and a computer bag filled with books he hadn’t even started reading and various computer cords that had no known purpose.
About five minutes of direct uphill walking, in the pitch dark I might add, Scott was doubled over and regretting bringing everything he owned on this alpine trek, and I was sprinting ahead yelling at him to be a man and move faster because we needed to reach the hotel before it closed for the night. Not our finest hour.
About 50 minutes and who knows how many kilometers in elevation later, we reached the hotel and quickly passed out in our bed. What we woke up to took our breath away – this hotel was every bit as advertised and more. I felt like we’d stepped into the Sound of Music. We ended up staying an extra night to relax before getting back on the road.
We definitely learned an important lesson from the experience: Sometimes the things that require the most work are often the things most worth working for. And also, always bring water.