Salzburg

Our first stop here was Mozart's birthplace and childhood home. We wandered about looking in the rooms and listening to his music, and we also watched a film that told more about his life. Since I had seen "Amadeus" many times, I felt I had a point of reference.

This is just a scene looking up at some pretty buildings.Pronounced here Zalz (like gals) boorg. Very cold here, little bits of ice or snow falling down on us. I should have taken my earmuffs! Salzburg is an expensive city. We walked the narrow, shop lined cobblestone streets and also around an outdoor market, filled with stalls - a few protected by the cold with plastic curtains - selling pricey meats, fruits and vegetables, winter wear, etc.The horses for the carriages were beautiful. They were in the streets along with cars, trucks, and trolleys. About four pm, the sky started getting darker and the wind even colder. We knew it would be dark at five. We had to find a trolley out of there and eventually did. Then instead of taking the train back, we interrupted a taxi driver who was playing an on line game of chess, to take us the nine kms to the door of our hotel.