Salzburg City Tour


I spent the last day of my holiday wandering aimlessly around Salzburg. The hundreds of statues, fountains and tons of flowers in every park made a lasting impression on me. It would be impossible to escape Mozart’s influence there (though why would you want to): you could visit his old home, eat the chocolatey Mozartkügeln, and listen to his tunes played by the Glockenspiel bell tower at certain hours.





To me, Salzburg is a city of contrasts. The city centre is all about rich culture and fancy architecture, but you only need to walk a couple kilometres for some real countryside vibes. The suburbs are filled with traditional Alp style houses with carved shutters on their windows, but in between you can also find futuristic homes in creative shapes. It is even possible to spot a shiny city car and a muddy tractor in perfect harmony on the same street.





Before catching my flight back home, I took a quick detour to a museum of modern art where I stopped by a dia projector. The slideshow consisted of 20+ sentences, all containing the pronoun “it”. Some of it is strange. Some of it is familiar. Its origin is indeterminate. It can cease to exist at any time. A British lady appeared next to me. Looking puzzled, she wondered aloud: “What is ‘it’?” Ain’t that the question. :D


I realllllly wouldn’t have wanted to give up all the beautiful parks and mountain views, but my flight and work schedules had no mercy on me. Full points to Austria, hopefully we’ll meet again soon!


Salzburg City Break: Untersberg


Even though I had been planning a pure city break, I simply couldn’t resist the call of the mountains. Salzburg Card also includes a cable car lift to the nearby Mount Untersberg, so that’s where I headed after the Hellbrunn tour – much to the dismay of my poor knees.


The top station of Unterbergsbahn is practically right next to the first summit. There were hilariously many tourists wearing their best summer dresses and flip flops, hopping and skipping around, yelling “Woooooo!” into the wind, and posing heroically for carefully staged photos. But not me, oh no. Since I am A True Hiker™, after all, I left them behind and kept going on the actual hiking trail. Possibly not my best move.


Some parts of the trail were super steep with lots and lots of stairs that sometimes ran through tiny caves. There were cables and railings in the most difficult spots, but I probably didn’t hang onto them desperately enough. The weather was nice and dry, but the dripping water in the caves had made some of the wooden stairs deceptively slippery. As you might have guessed, my murderous shoes immediately took advantage of the opportunity.



My foot slipped on the stairs and I slid the rest of the way down in style, on my arse. I also managed to hurt both my palms, which started to bleed and soon got swollen from colourful bruises. Still didn’t roll over the edge, though, ha! Excellent shoes in every aspect, but they might work better as ice skates.



The way back was less eventful but more scary. The throbbing pain rendered my hands pretty much useless, and I couldn’t grab onto any of the railings. Afraid of slipping down again, I probably made some kind of a new record in slowness while balancing back on the stairs. To cheer myself up, I had a dorky picture of myself taken at the same spot where everyone else had theirs taken, too. I mean… I did have fun, though.


Salzburg City Break: Hellbrunn Palace & Trick Fountains


My favourite tourist destination in Salzburg is definitely the Hellbrunn palace with its famous trick fountains. The palace was built in the 17th century by Prince-Archbishop Markus Sittikus, who seems to have been quite the prankster in his day. Behind the palace, there are dozens of traditional and a little less traditional fountains ready to surprise any unsuspecting visitors: you never know from which direction you’ll get sprayed next. In addition, you can also find other curiousities such as dragons, unicorns, statues sticking out their tongue, and even a water-operated music-playing theatre.

In order not to spoil the fun for anyone planning a visit, I will only post a couple photos of the fountains. This place is an absolute must-see for any individuals with a mischievous sense of humour!




There is an admission fee to the trick fountain tour, but the park outside the palace has free entry. It appeared to be especially popular among joggers, and it isn’t hard to see why: the paths zig-zag between large grass areas, masses of beautiful flowers and tiny ponds where fat fish swim round and round. A keen eye may also spot the tiny pavilion that appeared in the Sound of Music. Armed with an adequate selection of snacks, it would be easy to spend an entire day just faffing about in the park.




The picture above hopefully brings some perspective on how huge the outside area is. Below I’ve added a couple bonus snapshots of fancy ceilings around the palace. I used to be very much into photographing ornate front doors, but it appears that during this trip I’ve subconsciously moved on to producing ceiling porn. Enjoy!


Salzburg City Break: Salzburg Zoo and Hohensalzburg Fortress


After four days of pushing my body to its limits on the Tyrolean mountains, it was time to focus more on the mind. The last two days of my trip were dedicated to soul food in the shape of sights and culture. I hopped on a train to Salzburg. The reasonably priced Salzburg Card allows free admission to all the essential tourist destinations within the city, and it also includes free public transport. I bought the card for 48 hours and, once again, wanted to get all my money’s worth out of it.


My first stop was the Salzburg Zoo. I have conflicted feelings about visiting zoos in general, but at least to the untrained eye, the arrangements in Salzburg are definitely not the worst. Compared to many other zoos, the furry residents have a lot of space and activities.



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The highlight of my tour was spotting the lemurs roaming free (!) around the park. A few of them climbed down their enormous tree and stopped to pose for pictures. In the picture above, a lemur mother with a mini-lemur on her back. I could have stretched out my arm and scratched the handsome couple, had I wanted to! I like to move it, move it.


To finish off the day, I also took a quick tour of the Hohensalzburg Fortress. The panorama view from the top of the hill was amazing, you could see the whole city. The fortress itself was no match to my beloved Turku castle, but I have to admit the state halls with their ornate decorations were quite impressive.





The most curious part of the tour: a display of old torture instruments. The picture below shows a few of the imaginative torture masks tailored to specific crimes. Dem peasants better learn how to behave demselves, eh?


Hiking in Tirol, Day 4: Foggy as F


On Sunday morning I felt re-energized enough to go back to the mountains. The lift up to Mount Ahorn was like diving into the fog: up in two kilometres, the visibility was only a few dozens of metres. My plan was to take a quick tour of the nature park before returning down to the valley.


It hardly comes as a surprise that while strutting along the path in the fog, I somehow managed to miss a sign and took a wrong turn somewhere. When I realised I was on a longer route than originally intended, I though I might as well keep going. At least the route markers were pretty visible.



My shoes were put to the test when I had to cross a river blocking the path. Balancing on the stones, I delved ankle-deep in the water, but my socks stayed 100% dry! Impressed and delighted by that, I was almost ready to forgive the sneaky bastards for their murder attempt on Friday.



I passed by a mountain restaurant, but didn’t even stop for hot chocolate. For once, I was up early, so I wanted to see how close to the Ahornspitze summit (2970 m) I could get. (Spoiler: not very close)



Skeletons laying by the side of the path started casting shadows on my carefree hike. Eventually, a huge chunk of snow blocked my way. I could no longer see any route markers, and I wasn’t quite stupid enough to follow in the footsteps of a mystery dumbass ahead of me. At the same time, freezing rain started to fall and made the decision to quit a little bit easier.


Oh, the frustration of having to turn back! An old friend once told me about “the bucket theory”, though. “You are born with a full bucket of luck and an empty bucket of experience. You’d better fill up your bucket of experience before your bucket of luck runs out.” The original context of the theory had something to do with skydiving, but why wouldn’t it apply to mountaineering, too. I didn’t test the depth of my luck bucket that day.



Slogging back down, my shoes tried to assassinate me again: tilted, wet stones proved extremely slippery. I still didn’t get hurt, though, so the second murder attempt was as unsuccessful as the first.


The ticket I had bought also included a lift to Mount Penken, so I obviously had to get all my money’s worth and went up there, too. The views of the valley from the top of Penken are supposed to be the best of them all, but visibility hadn’t gotten any better by Sunday afternoon.



After my Ahorn defeat, I was already tired. When I started feeling cold, too, I returned to the valley quite soon.Although many might skip a trip to the top entirely in foggy weather, I found the eery atmosphere well worth the effort. I had already had a nice dose of the scenery on the previous days, anyway.

Hiking in Tirol, Day 3: Resting and Loafing About


On Saturday, the view from my balcony had changed radically from sunshine to rain and thunder. A perfect day to recover! After pushing myself over the limit the previous day, my legs felt like jelly and my brain had turned to mush. I got up in the morning just for breakfast, and went back to sleep soon after.



Late in the afternoon, I tore myself up again and headed straight for dinner at the popular Hotel Ländenhof. I opted to sit outside on the terrace, while everyone else stayed indoors. I stuffed myself with enough warm food to last for days, admired the view over the village, and listened to the sound of raindrops against the tarp above my table. The waiter looked and acted like Elvis – when I didn’t feel like having a schnapps after dinner, he gave me a lollipop, instead. Loved it!

After rolling out of the restaurant, I took a little walk around the village just to feel like I had done something that day. Then I returned to my room to rest, hoping to feel more energetic the next morning.