The weather was beautiful when we got to Salzburg. Sunny skies peered down on the quaint little north Austrian town and the rolling mountains alongside it. We wandered through their pretty gardens...
...and loitered by the river for a bit.
Kim and I went exploring, and came across a bustling farmers market.
We meandered past fruit stands...
...vegetable stands...
...and several pretzel stands!
Everything was so fresh—the fruit was perfectly ripe, the veggies were vibrantly colored, and the pretzels were just-made. Kim and I couldn’t resist sharing an apple-pie-filling-stuffed pretzel. It was huge!
On our way out of town, we passed the house where Mozart was born.
Back on the bus, Greg was kind enough to share the bounty of berries (blueberries, raspberries, and blackberries) he’d purchased. These were the plumpest, juiciest, sweetest blackberries I’ve ever tasted. They weren’t the least bit tart, and they positively melted in my mouth.
Mere minutes later, we crossed the border into Germany! Munich, here we come...
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Those blackberries are huge!
ReplyDeleteI was going to say, another blackberry and you wouldn't be able to see your hand! The fruits look beautiful. Salzburg looks beautiful too and you had gorgeous westher that day.
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