erynn: Gaelic merman image (Whitman: not all who wander)
After our arrival in Salzburg and settling into the guesthouse, we hopped on the bus down into the main area of town. It's been beautiful weather today, if overcast. We wandered around a bit so I could take photos, then went to the Mozart museum. The place was laid out in a pretty confusing way. Lots of "exit this way" signs that actually led down to the next level of the museum as well as out. It could have been signed slightly more clearly. While it was interesting, I was disappointed at how much of the material was facsimiles and reproductions.

We were a little tired after that, so wandered around in search of a restaurant. We stopped at an Indian place because the sib couldn't remember the name of the place (or where it was) that he usually eats while in town. The food was good and was not nearly as sweet as what I'd been having in Europe so far. Well worth nibbling upon.

When we were done with dinner, we went to see if we could visit the catacombs. They were locked (only open a few hours a day), but we did tour the cemetary outside, which was just amazing. I got some fabulous photographs of ancient headstones, modern family plots, painted metal memorial markers, and wonderfully gothy material as a live Mozart concert played in the background. Something very dramatic - might have been a bit from Don Giovanni, but I don't know enough Mozart to be sure. It's high festival season here and concerts are going on everywhere around the city.

The sib and I decided to sit outside in the guest garden (used advisedly, as it's a little enclosed courtyard) and have a drink. I set up the iPad and asked the sib to order me a cider. He wasn't sure what I meant, nor was the lady at the bar, so he came back with a huge class of apple juice with fizzy water in it. I took one taste and knew that it wasn't what I'd asked for. Fermented, I can drink cider. Unfermented apple juice does horrible things to my intestines. I went into the bar and tried to explain what I'd meant, but she'd never heard of alcoholic cider, so I had to order a glass of wine instead. I'll end up paying for the juice, but there's not much to be done about that. It's sitting here on the table staring balefully at me.

Tomorrow we'll check around some more of the Salzburg sights before heading south to Italy. The sib says his place is about four hours from here, depending on traffic. It should be some spectacular scenery, as we are already pretty high up in the Alps right now. Despite the early morning traffic in Prague, this has really been a lovely day.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (Whitman: not all who wander)
After our arrival in Salzburg and settling into the guesthouse, we hopped on the bus down into the main area of town. It's been beautiful weather today, if overcast. We wandered around a bit so I could take photos, then went to the Mozart museum. The place was laid out in a pretty confusing way. Lots of "exit this way" signs that actually led down to the next level of the museum as well as out. It could have been signed slightly more clearly. While it was interesting, I was disappointed at how much of the material was facsimiles and reproductions.

We were a little tired after that, so wandered around in search of a restaurant. We stopped at an Indian place because the sib couldn't remember the name of the place (or where it was) that he usually eats while in town. The food was good and was not nearly as sweet as what I'd been having in Europe so far. Well worth nibbling upon.

When we were done with dinner, we went to see if we could visit the catacombs. They were locked (only open a few hours a day), but we did tour the cemetary outside, which was just amazing. I got some fabulous photographs of ancient headstones, modern family plots, painted metal memorial markers, and wonderfully gothy material as a live Mozart concert played in the background. Something very dramatic - might have been a bit from Don Giovanni, but I don't know enough Mozart to be sure. It's high festival season here and concerts are going on everywhere around the city.

The sib and I decided to sit outside in the guest garden (used advisedly, as it's a little enclosed courtyard) and have a drink. I set up the iPad and asked the sib to order me a cider. He wasn't sure what I meant, nor was the lady at the bar, so he came back with a huge class of apple juice with fizzy water in it. I took one taste and knew that it wasn't what I'd asked for. Fermented, I can drink cider. Unfermented apple juice does horrible things to my intestines. I went into the bar and tried to explain what I'd meant, but she'd never heard of alcoholic cider, so I had to order a glass of wine instead. I'll end up paying for the juice, but there's not much to be done about that. It's sitting here on the table staring balefully at me.

Tomorrow we'll check around some more of the Salzburg sights before heading south to Italy. The sib says his place is about four hours from here, depending on traffic. It should be some spectacular scenery, as we are already pretty high up in the Alps right now. Despite the early morning traffic in Prague, this has really been a lovely day.

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