The hills are alive!

Yes, the hills were indeed alive in the picturesque city of Salzburg. 8 Aussies, none of whom where born in Australia, made the long trek, made only long by the utter rubbish that was Ryanair, to the home of the Sound of Music. Interestingly, most Austrians either don't know or want to know of that musical. They do rather, want people to know that that there a "NO KANGAROO's IN AUSTRIA".

The initial assault that was planned on Salzburg by tour leader Le was to begin with a self debriefing before the flight (roughly translated as watching the Sound of Music). (un)Fortunately, this was not to pass and we began our journey without the sound of music ringing in our ears.

We managed to find a taxi for all 8 of us surprisingly easily and sped off into the center of Salzburg. Tour leader Le managed to extract from the driver, a recommendation for dinner that night, a little pub near the hotel. So, we took the advice and marched on in. Needless to say, it was fantastic. We pigged out on Salzburg style schnitzel (schnitzel with ham, mushrooms and cheese), Stigel beer (fantastic stuff!) and Mussel pots. So far so good I say.

The next day, we hit the town and managed to visit a number of sites, a few castles, we saw a few Salzburgians dressed in their weekend finery and managed to eat like the locals did (standing up munching on sausages).

That night we trudged into a restaurant that was clearly off kilter. Everytime we ordered anything, the waitresses would laugh. It was almost like she had not seen such little people eat so much. Anyway, we pigged out once again on Souffle's, meat platters and apple strudle and this time Truman Pill beer (we preferred Steigel).

The next day, the hills were really alive. We headed off on our sound of music tour with Anna-Maria, and visited most of the sites of the sound of music. Not really all that interesting for the blokes (except Michael who seemed to be really getting into it) apart from the absolutely gorgeous scenery. We eventually went to a luge track and had a bit of blast down the mountain. Next stop, Apple strudel! Anna Maria did say it was the best apple strudel in the world, and I would have to agree. Fantastic. She did fail to mention the setting we were eating the apple strudle in. I mean, take a look at this. Its a view, if I may say so myself.
Well, that was pretty much it, they say pictures are a thousand words, so just look at the pictures.