the hills are alive.

im in salzburg, home to mozart, sound of music and Sachre Torte. the train ride it was something out of a fever dream, mountains of jungle green, precarious bridges under which cold emerald green streams run recklessly over pebbles and stones, icy white waterfalls tumbling through massive boulders and the green overflow, and clean, crisp pastures continuing out for miles. moving out of the tiny streets and hustle bustel of italy, into austria was like that moment of super enlightenment, when you find the answer to a math problem, when you manage to tongue out that little bit of food stuck between your teeth, meeting a deadline, jumping into a pool of cold water after a hot busy day, your bed after too many drinks and loud music.

yesterday i actually spent the day in germany. who the fuck does that? goes to austria and spend the day in a whole different country? me, thats who! spent the day in the mountains, constantly on the brink of tears because of the beauty that just lay spread out before me, and because that always happens to me at higher altitudes. yep. the higher i go, the bigger a blubbering fool i become. the view was perfect however, and altitude or not, i was overwhlemed. now the alps dont have the same majesty that the himalays do, and also are smaller than the grand old himalayas. but there is something beautiful about these mountains, as if they are cradling each other. I had lunch in berchtesgaden, germany at the Golden Bear and had bratwrutz with saurkraut and mashed potatoes, with a light beer which had the creamiest foam.

i came back into austria around 5, and which point i went into a little town on the outskirts of salzbug, whos name invades me right now, for 'tea' if you will. and i had an espresso, with apple strudel with two scoops of vanila ice cream. true, complete and genuine bliss.

the sound of music tour just had to be done, because well, i love juie andrews. it was fun seeing the places the movie was shot, and surprised at how much i could remember. but the guide pretty much ruined it for me by playing the soundtrack non stop for the four hours we were on the tour. bitch.

the evening provided to be sulky and rainy, and i somehow found my way back from town to my hostel in the rain, without a map, just chasing a mountain i can see from my dorm window. not too bad for a chick, i'd say.

the hostel turned the sitting room into a home cinema and was showing the sound of music. and as sick as i was of the song, i couldnt resist curling up, nursing a beer and watching.
so i have a bone to pick, while blue ray and hi def is freaking awesome for movies like transformers or fight club or the prestige. but when you take a classic movie, like the sound of music, and put in sharp lines and definition, you are taking away from the original charm.

well yeah, thats about it. i head out today, to the mozart museum, mirabell platz and to sink my teeth into what has been accalimed to be the best chocolate cake in the whole universe, the Sacher Torte.

the day is sunny, and i believe that i am quite madly in love with Salzburg already!