On Friday morning we set off for Austria in general and Salzburg in particular. Salzburg is a quaint town. Very quaint. Highly quaint. Full of quaintiosity.
Quite quaint. I mean like, really quaint.
If this all seems a bit Fantasyland to you, well, I'm sure that's what the Disney designers thought when they came here in the early 1950's.
Here is a typical Salzburg shop. How many things can you find wrong with this photo?
Looming over Salzburg is Hohensalzburg Castle, whose name I had to look up on Google despite the fact that "Salzburg" basically means "salt castle," and this is the castle where they kept the salt.
We went up to the castle on this funicular...
And then climbed way way up, hundreds of steps, to the tallest towers.
Salzburg's main interest to me is that it is the birthplace of my namesake and fellow prodigy Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. These are the doorbells to the house he was born in. Aren't they quaint?
Afterward, we went to a quaint little chocolate shop across the street from Mozart's house, and Audry had a delicious bowl of hot glop.
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