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When the World Fell In Love With Salzburg

Our ride. Hard to miss! We felt a wee bit conspicuous, but hey, we’re honest about what we wanted to see.

Not in the movie, but flowers showing the color of Austria’s flag.

The back of the Von Trapp residence in the movie. See those gates to the water?

Scene from the “I have confidence” walk…

The famous gazebo from the scenes with Rolf and Liesl, and with the Captain and Frauline Maria… though it’s moved to a new location.

The road Uncle Max, the Baroness, and the Captain drive home.

The Nonnberg Abbey, where the nuns lived.

Singing along on the way to another location in the movie.

A quick break in the countryside near Salzburg.

A little café in the town of Mondsee.

The chapel where, in the film, Captain Von Trapp and Frauline Maria were married.

What a regal organ!

Our tour guide telling us about the filming of Do-Re-Mi.

The statues who struck the same pose in the movie.

A kaleidoscope of flowers.

A beauty under the arched trellis.

Auf Wiedersehen, Hallstatt — Hallo, Salzburg

Morning ferry across the lake to the town’s train station.

It’s an unstaffed station, so it’s us against the mostly-German ticket machine. We won!

A view of local industry on the way north.

Arriving in busy Salzburg Hauptbahnhof.

Stateside, we’ll go for a Motel 6, but our accommodations in Salzburg are a bit more unique — this hotel has been open for more than 500 years.

A portion of the lobby of our hotel.

Room keys in their pigeon holes.

Our room, overlooking the Linzergasse street. This part of town is a UNESCO World Heritage site.

Produce for sale outside a grocery on our street in Altstadt (Old Town). The apricots were really that dark, and yes, figs are popular.

Salzburger Dom.

Inside the darkened nave. The lights were off except for in the vicinity of the crossing, between the apses.

Gotta take a peek at the organ, of course. This one was giant, enough to accompany the singing of a capacity crowd of 10,000 worshipers.

Looking to the heavens, the cathedral dome.

A rack of candles lit to signify visitors’/parishioners’ desire to pray for someone or something.

Horse-drawn carriages, lined up and ready for work.

A nearby fountain.

The majestic castle on a hill in Salzburg, the Hohensalzburg Fortress.

A fancy dessert at Café Tomaselli, which has the best desserts in town and we knew is a rare treat indeed. Apple strudel and coffee for him, and chocolate milk with ice cream in it for her. And then, we shared. The vanilla — even just the vanilla! — is unlike any we’ve had elsewhere, and it’s quite possible that Mozart, himself, knew the same thing. After all, this confectionery has been refining their approach since they opened in the early 1700s, even the ice cream.

Final Scenes of a Storybook Village

Notice all the wood for winter?

Town signage. Better get out the Berlitz guide. Actually, it’s a small village. Nevermind.

Street view.

Unless it’s an Austrian hobbit who lives here, we don’t know.

Fire station around town.

Respect for the Lord’s house.

Graves of the departed saints of Hallstatt.

Church cemetery.

Evening in Hallstatt.

Home of the White Gold: Salzkammergut

Entrance to the salt mine visitor center, along with a funny cut-out of a miner who appeared to “guide” us at various points.

Welcome to the oldest working salt mine in the world, from the Celtic era. And yes, they have found some pretty cool remains over the years.

Waiting for our turn to board the funicular railway up the mountain.

The previous bunch of 25 visitors are boarded.

Ready to glide up the rail.

Whoa! Good thing there’s room for the car going down and the car coming up to pass each other at just the right point.

The Rudolfsturm, a medieval building that served as the mine foreman’s house at times, and today, our restaurant for lunch.

Steps to the observation platform near our lunch table.

Birds-eye view of Hallstatt.

D’s bride!

Our view for lunch; one we will enjoy the rest of our lives.

There’s the far side of the lake, along with the road through town, on the right.

We’re in Central Europe, so it’s time for some savory goulash.

Hiking through green, fresh woods.

High elevation means we’re going to stop for a pretty flower.

To enter the mines, visitors wear rugged and funny-colored canvas smocks and pants. It’s good not only for the cool temperatures inside, but the clay and moisture you bump into, and the wood slides the miners would use to descend rapidly to the depths.

In we go!

That entrance is getting pretty far away, as we walk deeper into the mine.

Time to go deeper. Slide!

The almost-runaway mine train that our group of visitors straddled to clatter and race out of a tunnel and into the sunlight, and the end of our tour.

Forest stream.

More forest.

Time to go back down to the valley, and this is where D wondered aloud about “the brakes on this thing.”

Church Service on Sunday morning in Hallstatt

Looking toward to the Katholische Pfarre (Roman Catholic Church) and Evangelischen Pfarrgemeinde (Evangelical/Protestant Church).

Apartments with a view.

I just walked by and wondered… and smiled.

Hallstatt.

You can always climb higher, but this looked like private property, and church was going to start soon.

Using my dad’s zoom lens to see the time on the clock… up close!

Almost time for church.

Someone cared enough to place flowers on a stone railing. Just because it looks nice.

Can we see that iconic tower again? Here you go.

Pastor Kirsch, wearing a type of traditional Lutheran vestments which, unlike what you see in the States, include preaching bands instead of the more commonly-seen clerical collar.

The organ pipes.

Pulpit, paraments, and hymnboard.

Altar and the reredos behind it.

These blessed pews have been used for a long time. We even saw names on them, but maybe they were bequested to the parish or at one point really were family pews.

Exploring a UNESCO World Heritage region

Walking down the Seestraße, the single road along the lake.

Looking up.

Lakeside Lovely.

Photo-shy.

Looking back.

This house isn’t going anywhere, and hasn’t for likely a hundred years or more.

Parking lot.

When there’s no much room between the lake and mountain, you build up.

A home.

The town hall.

The town Marktplatz.

This is where the ladies go to purchase a dirndl.

Beautiful home and shops fronting the square.

Large planters scattered throughout the marktplatz.

See what we mean?

What’s the carved masonry on the face of that building? We see an edelweiss on it.

The tower of the parish church peeking over the rooftops, which is the Evangelischen Pfarrgemeinde (Evangelical/Protestant Church).

What good are cars when bikes will do?

Storefront.

Restaurant.

Hiking around on a side street.

Who knows what you will see? Maybe another mountain stream that agreed to follow another canal to the lake?

Painted buildings, because it’s good to have nice things.

Climbing up through the town toward the Katholische Pfarre (Roman Catholic Church).

Morning in Austria’s Salzkammergut

Tea for her, coffee for him, in heavy but small silver carafes.

Heading out for the morning.

Ah! That’s where we heard the church bells coming from, when we awoke.

Walking along the road. There’s pretty much just one.

A sporty little electric car getting recharged.

Gas station.

Climbed several sets of stairs up a hill, and found the church.

The chancel, with a life-size scene of Christ’s crucifixion.

Looking back to the place from whence we came.

Walking back into town a different way, we realized that each station of the cross had its own display alongside the road, leading the town to the church.

This is one such station, and very detailed in its depiction of the scorned Christ.

Fruit trees belonging to this homeowner.

What a backdrop for the houses hiding in this valley!

A typically charming front porch.

The pedestrian signs have gentlemen, not just “men.” And, the newspaper is available in a plastic bag to protect from rain.

Blooming flowers under most every window. These folks love getting to look at their colors!

Crossing over a canal or creek flowing toward to the lake.

Our neighborhood “subdivision.”