He was only playing leapfrog. I had decided to go off-peak once more and to this end, I boarded a bus for Salzburg.
What will this day be like? I wonder.
What will my future be? I wonder.
It should be so exciting,
To be out in the world, to be free!
My heart should be wildly rejoicing.
Oh, what’s the matter with me?
I’ve always longed for adventure,
To do the things I’ve never dared.
Now here I’m facing adventure,
Then why am I so scared?
Lyrics from ‘The Sound of Music
Salzburg much like my home town of St Andrews is a university town, with a castle that once was the residence of the archbishop, and that is more or less where the similarity ends. The city takes its name Salt-Castle from the River Salzach on which the barges carrying the salt were subject to a toll, in the 8th-century tolls were levied on the barges plying many of Europe’s waterways and rivers.
Salzburg has many famous sons, however, none greater than the greatest composer of them all, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, such as the quality of his music it is still revered to this day. Although he wrote some heavy stuff, you can not help but enjoy the humour he put into his music too, such as we find in his opera ‘Le Nozze Di Figaro’. I can not even think of the opera without hearing Cherubino, ‘Voi che sapette che cosa e amor – that will always be the magic of Mozart for me, from great musical storms to light humour.
My days here are so short I could have stayed a month and still not explored the city fully, or the beautiful countryside that surrounds Salzburg, with its many wonderful lakes but I only have the weekend so will have to move fast.
I sat in the bar area and sent off my e-mails and blog until after 11mp then off I went to my room, (there are four others in the room, two girls two lads) none were there when I went off to bed. I woke in a hot airless room, well-rested, and was thinking what time is it? Is it time to get up? When in troops the others were, using their phones as torches. Gee, I must have only catnapped. When the room settled down, I could not get back to sleep so decided to get up and pad down to the sitting area and have a coffee from the machine. The time was actually 6am these youngsters are on the night shift.
There has been more snow throughout the night, so maybe I should simply look upon this as a Christmas break without all the commercialization like in Sherly Valentine, she had given her husband’s steak to the neighbour’s dog and gave her husband chips and egg for his tea.
“What’s this?” he asked.
“looks like chips and egg to me, then it might be a trick question”
“But this is Thursday we get stake on Thursday”
“You like chips and egg”
“Yes, on a Tuesday, I like chips and egg on a Tuesday this is Thursday”
“Then pretend it’s Tuesday” she replied.
So, I will pretend I am on a winter holiday, just as good. May not bother with the bike today but take off on shanks pony and see a bit of the town in the morning, get my bearings.
I want to go out to Eagles Nest but I will leave that until Sunday or possibly Monday, then it’s on to Munich.