9/19/09, Salzburg. Bruce leaves, bike ride and castle, meet up with parents

Salzburg Castle

Salzburg Castle

Woke up at 07:00-something. Ate breakfast with Bruce and Rob, then Bruce took off for his flight to London.  Rob and I killed time until the bike rental place opened and then we rented bikes. We rode to the the castle base, locked up the bikes and hiked up to it. Spent a while there taking in the sights of Salzburg. Caught the very steep tram down from the castle back to the main square and rode around some more.
Later in the afternoon, we visited the house where Mozart was born and grew up. We saw his childhood violin (I took a picture

Mozarts child violin!

Mozarts child violin!

when the guard wasn’t watching) as well as many other personal effects. It was a nice tour and was awesome to be somewhere he spent a good portion of his life. It was also great to see actual letters and musical compositions he wrote.
Sat at a cafe for some streudel in front of Mozarts house and waited to hear from my parents. Eventually, they called and said they were coming into Salzburg after being in traffic all day from Munich. We got on the bikes and rode to their campsite.

Around 17:00:
Rob and I met with my parents at the RV park and had dinner at its restaurant. We talked about all the things we’d all seen and had a nice dinner. Got to see their RV and eventually said our goodbyes. Rob and I rode fast back to hotel, collected ourselves and then rode out to find a bar.

Buildings built into the rock in Salzburg

Buildings built into the rock in Salzburg

We found a classy little bar with two awesome older male bartenders. We ordered delicious 10 year old Scottish Whisky, but I can’t remember it’s name. After the whiskey, we had several Trummer Pillsner beers. The bartender kept putting old records on the record player while occassionally alternating with a track from a CD. No matter how busy he was, the music was always mixed well. After a few hours, we rode back to the hotel.
I’ll be going to that bar again next time I’m in Salzburg.

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