The hills are alive

Finally arrived in Saltzburg after a full days travelling. After the initial trauma of Eurowings cancelling our flights at the eleventh hour I managed to sort alternative transport with their sister company Germanwings. Silly I hear you mutter but the only alternative was 400 pounds each and an 18 hour fight stopping at every major european city with a population greater than 30 people.  Well they didnt dissapoint.  The flight from manchester was delayed by an hour. This in itself was no problem as it meant we had less time to kill in koln waiting for the connecting flight to Salzburg. However the flight to Saltzburg was also delayed meaning we actually got into our hotel a full 12 hours after leaving home this morning.  We have flown with numerous budget carriers from Easy jet to Pappadum airlines (YES, really) and never had this kind of problem. Even the berated Ryan air has never let us down. Hey ho we are finally here in the land of Julie Andrews and singing nuns.

The hotel is ok, pretty central for what we need and clean although not cheap. From our initial foray into the altstadt (old town) it appears nothing is going to be cheap in Austria. We knew the initial part of this adventure was going to be expensive so it comes as no surprise and we are prepared to suck it up for the experience.

Getting in late meant that there was no real time to do anything other than find somewhere to eat, quaff a few beers and head to bed humming edelweiss.  The old town is about a 20 minute walk from the hotel along the river, so we headed off and found a reasonably priced little eatery. One thing is immediately clear and that is Crispy is going to struggle to eat well in Austria. The menu consisted almost entirely of offal based dishes and bread. Crispy can do neither.  The menu contained mouth watering treats such as "cows insides in gravy" "boiled beef and vegetables" and "white  sausage".  I pumped for the white sausage and Crispy had the beef juices and vegetables. The food arrived and poor Crispy spent the entire evening gagging as I chomped away on two anaemic fat filled tubes of fat and gristle. Bless her. I now know why there are not a plethora of German themed restaraunts in the Uk. You never hear anyone say "lets go out for a German". There is a very good reason for that. Its shite......!

Tomorrow were going to see all the sights that Salzburg has to offer. We may even make lederhosen from the hotel curtains and hire bicycles..

Bare and Crispy signing off, Salzburg Austria..