We all just love Salzberg – who wouldn’t. Constant mountain views with shards of snow, old fortress, convent and monestry on the hills – and then there is the Sound of Music everywhere – or at least for us.
The hills truly are alive.
|Set right on the top of the hill. Drops 1000’s metres on 3 sides|
|The highest point|
|Not expecting snow was us – no jumpers – but not cold…|
|Even Honey Bears at Eagles Nest.|
|Jake Graham from Newcastle & Poss snow balling…|
|All of us in shiny brass lift – 37 of us.|
|The view – which is only a smidge of the 360 degrees views.|
|Look directly above this doorway and you will see the roof of Eagles Nest|
Hitler, was a very strange cat, amongst other things, was claustrophobic so would only allow six people in the lift with him (it takes 37 normally). It is highly polished brass so that it gives the illusion of being bigger than it was. He was also terrified of heights, so why build a retreat on top of a bloody mountain. As I said ‘weird cat’…
Thank god for the 50m zoom. We were all laughing so loud, wonder she didn’t look at us. Think she was with her dad – or maybe a worn out husband????
Just across the road there was a cemetery I walked through after lunch. Very old graves but the saddest was the young men killed in the war – many in the last months of the war – such a waste of young lives. Some on the same plaque as their fathers, also killed in WW2.
We met a nice Aussie boy Jake from Newcastle who was very hung over, only about 22 and very friendly. He had had a big night on the tequila with a bunch of other backpackers at the same music festival we were at. Of course Poss was all eyes. We chatted to him for ages. He is bumming around Europe working a bit as he goes. He is off to Spain after here to run with the bulls. Peer group pressure – said alot of his mates have done it, so he has to. He had just finished a business degree so now Poss a little more excited about something like that after school.
|Mirrabel Gardens – Pegagus fountain in the Sound of Music|
This old coot on the accordian was very good. I’ll always give money for music, but the beggars on the street can get off their butts and try a bit harder than just putting their hand out. Harsh hey, but you get sick of them harassing you.
Our visit to the Mirabel Gardens was so much nicer in Spring. Rows and rows of flowers all about to burst into song. All so neatly hedged. The roses are out in force and were just magnificent. This is ‘yours truly’ doing a similar ballet move to the statue. I did ballet as a kid. A couple on a seat just next to this, killed themselves laughing, not sure why – rude buggas…
|Check before you sniff says Alby – might be BEES!!!|
|View looking down the whole gardens to the fortress in the background. Amazing. Tried to wait for the streetie at the fountain to bugga off – but he was fishing for coins…|
I remember years ago when I was having a white Christmas in the Tyrol at Bad Haring, there was a little graveyard where alot of people had come and gone from. A young fella on a violin was playing Silent Night under a pine tree (covered in snow) and the graves all had red candles lit on top of them set amongst the white snow. This is to remember their loved ones on Christmas Eve, the main night for celebrations for Christmas. Was an amazing sight and atmosphere and a precious memory from many years ago.
I then went out and got hammered on schnapps and learnt the Polka dance by some delicious local boy… Oooh La La!!!!
This is some ball thing built in 1997 and no one seems to know why. Just is so odd amongst all the old buildings and historical sights. No one wants it to stay there – so might disappear anytime soon.
Found a nice restaurant near Mozart Square that did more asparagus dishes as their speciality this month. Had the best steak (with asparagus) here.
Anyone would think all we do it eat and drink, but we do also walk a thousand miles a day.
Had the last supper here too, but was pouring rain so was inside with the other folks.
Then we did a horse and carriage ride through the city. A lovely little Italian man took us and he told us about all the buildings and who lived there etc. Nice way to spend an hour and see the good bits of the city. We had done all the main sights last time – like the Sound of Music tour, The fortress and the old Monestry, so was happy to just relax this time and watch the people go by.
|Poss thinks her nails taste better…|
The music and food festival thing on just where we were too so we had a few drinks while listening to some nice jazz music. Shared a table with a physiologist and her husband – she was a bit stiff. He was lovely so we chatted about life in Salzburg etc while having a few Aperol Spritzers. They are an orange liqueur with wine and soda or champagne with a garnish of orange and a gooseberry sliced on top. They are very refreshing and a bit sneaky as after three or four you feel a bit of a ping on. Would probably have made it a huge night if Poss hadn’t wanted to go back to the apartment. I will certainly be giving them to you all at home – so be prepared.
|Our new BBQ for next to the pool for when you all Pop Over…|
We also had another couple sit down and the husband was a nut. He wanted to come to Italy with us and chatted for ages about different things in Salzberg. His name was Franz and his wife was Angie. They were out with their son and his kids, so were having a great time. Nice people.
Our apartment this time in Salzberg was very nice. It was on Airbnb which we love. They are usually bigger apartments with their own facilities, so have booked the next week or so in them in Vienna and Prague. Freshly renovated and very comfy was this one. Just in a dodgy spot next to the train station. Yesterday, some lebanese girls were having a fight in the street below and a demonstration was going on as well as the normal street people doing their thing. Alcohol is very cheap here, so most of them are wacked out of their trees for nearly nothing. You can buy beer in the supermarket for less than a euro – $1.30.
|Mozart was born on this street (in a house)|
|King of wrought iron – it is everywhere…|
|Beautiful fountains galore – this is where the horses used to come to drink and swim in years gone by…|
On our last night, a storm that had been brewing all afternoon hit just as we sat down for dinner at a nice restaurant. We ate and then asked the cabbie to take us to the bridge where hundred of padlocks are. You lock on your padlock and then throw the keys in the river and make a wish. In the pouring rain we did this. Will have to remember next time that it is on the Saches’ Hotel end on the right side after the first post in. No time for photos as we jumped back into the cab a huge bolt of lightning cracked overhead.
Earlier in the afternoon we had a cup of tea at Sachar hotel and it was very quiet and we were a little disappointed. Last time it seemed more posh. But guess there has been global warming or something in the part three years.
|The taste of one fork full of Sasha Torte…|
They gave us tea bags instead of the lovely pot of darjeeling we remember from last time. Not nearly as snotty nosed either. But then again – global warming will do that to an attitude I guess…
Had best go, we are nearly in Vienna and ready for our next adventures. Loving this first class train travel. Have wifi on this one and a table – life in good in first class. Like they say – much better to cry in a BMW than on a pushbike…. Not that I am crying….
Oh – sleeping with Batman. In the apartment, the vertical blinds were only made of strings, so the lights from the adjoining buildings were as bright as sunlight. Alby pulled out his Gucci batman mask from Business Class on the plane and looked so funny snoring his head off. I used ones that Gilda had given me and kept it on all night. Much to my surprise, it worked.
Bye for now.
Kendall, Alby and Ella on ekatravels…