Welcome to Hallstatt, location of the world’s first known salt mine, originator of the well-known Iron Age culture of the same name, recognised as UNESCO World Heritage Site! The quaint and picturesque village, which lies in China’s Guangdong Province, attracts millions of foreign tourists every…. hang on, hang on – China?
Well, since 5 June 2012, the world has two Hallstatts. There is the original, perched on the shores of the Hallstätter See in Austria’s Salzkammergut, with its thousands of years of history, and possibly – due to the salt mine in the mountains above – one of the first places of human settlement. And there is Hallstatt 2, built between 2011 and 2012 by the Chinese mining company China Minmetals Corporation.
Clearly, the initial push for producing a copy must have been – apart from the obvious attractiveness of Hallstatt – the fact that the town was already under siege by Asian visitors for the last decade or so. A carbon copy in China would allow even larger visitor groups to partake in the cultural delights of the town, without having to deal with pesky Austrian villagers, odd currencies and long travel.
Even for European visitors, Hallstatt does not feel entirely right. Only connected to the outside world since the early 20th century – visitors previously had to cross the lake to get to the place – one sometimes gets the impression as if the town’s inhabitants are a bit overwhelmed by all the interest. The tourism industry is well-oiled for sure, and even the most innocuous looking building has been turned into a shopfront for tourist tat. But at the same time, Hallstatt still sports some original inhabitants, which was made clear by an old lady who, in-between muttering grumpily to herself, told the hapless visitor to shove off and not walk straight into her house (which is on the main square and for all intents and purposes looks like a shop).
No, it is more the feel that the entire place has been set up for a film production company that surely will show up in a few moments. The Austrian, American, Japanese and Chinese extras are lingering in the background, seemingly waiting for the stars to arrive. The waiters in the outdoors cafés are furtively looking over their shoulders as if they know more than anyone else about the show. The kids with their dogs jumping around the fountain on the central square, pretending to play but really only rehearsing their act. It all feels terribly unreal, and while the cameras never arrive, the set is always ready.