Tony and I had an obligation in Salzburg last weekend and decided on an overnight. The hills were beckoning and… the sky was so blue today… and everything was so green and fragrant, (we) had to be a part of it…
This not being a first visit to the beautiful capital of Salzburgland, we let our mood and the weather guide our day.
A Few of My Favorite Things…
Mirabell Gardens, where several brides and unicorn-riding tourists posed for photos.
Year-round Christmas shops that perform double service as Easter egg chalets aside, Salzburg’s AltStadt is undeniably charming.
Just as we wondered as to where the tourists might be, The Lonely Goatherd leading her flock walked past.
A stroll through the farmer’s market at Universitätsplatz offered up an Opa rocking knee socks; “The Best” oxen meat salad (we took their word); and a frightening-looking stuffed Marmot.
Musicians performing in public as part of the city’s summer Straßen MusikFest. Anna Grace and I enjoyed the performances of young musicians in Gdansk on a recent holiday, as well, tossing several Złoty in appreciation into the baskets. Why, we wondered, does Vienna not encourage her young talent to perform in public?
On the subject of street performances. I have read that Austrians are somewhat wishy-washy on embracing all things Sound of Music. These young singers were performing selections from the musical and commanding quite the audience, along with quite the Euros dropped into their basket. Salzburg doesn’t seem to mind the tourism revenue, though. After all, the wool of the black sheep is just as warm…
Climb(ing) Every Mountain, in this case to Hohensalzburg.
Lieutenant! Lieutenant, they’re here! They’re here, Lieutenant!
But the Anschluss happened peacefully. Let’s at least be grateful for that.
Grateful? You know, Max, sometimes I don’t believe I know you.