Innsbruck

From Salzburg, we drove to Innsbruck, Austria. Innsbruck is up in the mountains and has been home to the winter Olympics twice. It's a true alpine village, as opposed to the "alpine" villages they build next to ski resorts. Unfortunately, the tips of the mountains were covered by clouds the entire time we were there. We enjoyed them nevertheless.

The picture below gives a pretty good idea of what it's like to be in Innsbruck. The streets were especially crowded and noisy because of Euro 2008. It was a very fun, festive atmosphere, which was great until you wanted to go to sleep. I hold no grudges though.

Our hotel was in the heart of the city and its claim to fame was that Mozart had once stayed there. Below is my dad standing next to a sign commemorating his stay. Apparently he wrote his wife saying, "We are in good health, thank God. We are staying at the Weisses Kreuz".

We went on a lovely hike up into the mountains. Unbeknownst to us when we started, the path led to a locally well-knownst restaurant. The cows with very loud bells did a great job of completing the scene.