Perhaps you have already experienced it: you look across the lake, somewhere opposite Traunkirchen, and have the feeling of recognising something familiar. A shape. A line. A face. This is where the legend of the Sleeping Greek Woman begins.

The sleeping Greek lady.

On the southern shore of Lake Traunsee, framed by the Gasselkögeln and the Spitzelstein, she lies in the landscape - Not obvious. Not staged. More a quiet moment than a motif. If you look too quickly, all you see are mountains. If you pause for a moment, you will discover the silhouette of a lady - forehead, nose, chest. Sculpted from stone, completed by the gaze of the beholder.

The Sleeping Greek Woman is not a sight in the classical sense. It is an invitation to take a closer look. A quiet detail in a big landscape.

The Traunstein - a mountain with attitude.

The legend tells of a time when mountains had character. Back then, King Dachstein summoned all the mountains in his kingdom. One stayed away: the Traunstein. Not by mistake, but out of attitude.

His disobedience had consequences. The mountain king placed it at the edge of his kingdom - where it still stands above the lake today. Alone, present, a little defiant. Standing alone, with a view.

A quiet rebellion.

On a clear night, a woman approached him from the rocky region. Perhaps out of curiosity. Perhaps because she was attracted by his calm, his strength, his otherness. The legend remains vague - and that is precisely what makes it exciting.

What follows is less romantic, but more definitive: she also incurred the wrath of the mountain king. As punishment, she was turned to stone and banished to the side of the Traunstein forever. No more movement, no more escape. Only closeness. Forever bound.

Seeing is believing.

It has been lying there ever since, silent and dormant on the southern shore of the lake. It bears its name because you can recognise it - from a very specific angle, on the drive from Traunkirchen to Karbach, if the light is right and you are prepared to take a closer look.

It is not an image that forces itself on you. It only reveals itself to those who are open to quiet stories.

Where it meets your stay.

At the Post am See, this is exactly where you are. You're sitting at breakfast on the Belétage, later you go to the BergSPA or simply stand at the window for a moment. Your gaze wanders across the lake - and suddenly there she is.

The sleeping Greek woman. Timeless. Unagitated. A presence you feel, not hear. A legend that doesn't want to be told, but discovered.
Patiently waiting by the lake.

Discover the greek lady from a room with a lake-view.

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