I spent one last morning walking around this lovely area. Mark would finish up around noon so I needed to stay close to town. It was sunny and clear, and I headed out on one of the closer trails. It is actually the bike trail (route #2) that goes on for miles and miles in both directions but follows along and stays close to the river Mur.
I also bought my yarn for my "scarves made from yarn from countries we visited" project. I found a great little yarn shop. Everything was on sale. Actually it was an "Everything Must Go" sort of sale. Apparently the owner had recently died and the executors of the estate were selling everything off to close down the shop. I bought four skeins of variegated microfiber yarn. I can possibly attempt a hat. A hat! I know! It's not a rectangle, but I think I'll give it a go.
Mark picked me up and we were on our way back to Salzburg, where we were flying out later that night. We had a few hours to kill before getting to the airport.
We parked in what turned out to be the coolest parking garage we have ever been in. It was carved in to the mountain side. Much like the Troglodite caves we visited in Turkey. There were several levels along with long cave tunnels leading to both sides of the mountain. The cave tunnels were lined with elaborate display cases for the shops, restaurants and theaters of the town. We spent some time in the Haus de Natur, the unexpectedly large natural history museum. The ground floor dominated by dozens of well kept aquariums exhibiting living fish, sharks and corals from around the world.
Over our amazing dinner, one of the most spectacularly prepared meals we have had in a long time from a randomly picked restaurant, we were thinking we should have tacked on an extra day just for exploring Salzburg. It is a gorgeous city. The shopping district was full of stuff we wanted to buy and we weren't being harangued and harassed to buy anything. And actually we did buy something, I walked away with a new light weight coat and Mark a suit. This is the hometown of Mozart. We're not classical music buffs, far from it. But how cool would it be to take the funicular up to the castle on the mountaintop where concerts are performed. We'll have to visit here again.