I was shocked Michael actually met me Tuesday morning ready to take on Salzburg. I was additionally surprised that this was his first time outside the US, he’s here completely on his own and is just a wee baby at age 20. Had no clue.
We met up with my friend via London, Daniel, at Salzburg Hbf about 10am and were all pretty rough. Each of us had been out Monday night and had that weird sort of hangover where you just feel off not to mention Daniel was battling some gnarly illness. He pushed on though.
First stop was Mozart’s Geburtshaus, or the home where Mozart was born and where the Mozart family lived while Wolfgang was young. I’m a geek for this stuff and the whole life story of Mozart fascinates me. The building was turned into a bit of a museum with paintings and some of his instruments and I definitely got yelled at for taking a (flashless!) photo of a portrait of Mozart as a young boy. What the balls? Anyway.
By the time we finished that we all physically felt like shit and took a break for the nearest pizza we could find. I couldn’t stop laughing at the poor shape we were in wandering the streets of Salzburg. Wee Michael insisted he’d feel better with the hair of the dog that bit him and started early on the Gluhwein. We found some post-lunch coffee and took on the most physically demanding task of climbing the hill to the Salzburg castle. This thing is up there. There’s a funicular (weird train thing) you can take to the top also, but that costs money, isn’t fun (despite the name), and doesn’t run very often. Halfway up to the castle there’s a booth and you’re charged 7€ to continue up to the top, which we weren’t psyched on, but fuck it, we just walked all this way. As soon as you finally reach the lookout area it’s immediately worth it. The castle overlooks all of Salzburg and the surrounding mountains. Everything was dusted with snow and seething with beauty.
Despite my complete clumsiness and penchant for slipping in icy places, I managed back down from the castle without falling on my face or breaking a kneecap. We spent the last hour walking the Christmas markets, watching some kids sing, and Michael carried on with the Gluhwein while the snow fell.
Visiting Salzburg with friends was amazing and I’m really glad it worked out that Daniel would be there the same day I was making my stop. Hopeful I’ll see them both again somewhere random halfway around the world.