Fussen to Salzburg - Day Three

The jet lag was not helping us out, we were both wide awake at 6am. So we got up, got ready, and took our time checking out. The rain had stopped. This was our view from our balcony, a fresh layer of snow on the mountains.

Gasthaus Kopf also gave us some candy. I love how little things differ from country to country. Instead of gummy bears, Germany has gummy sheep.

For breakfast, we went to Markthalle, a market with different stations that's been around since the 1400's. We had some delicious pastries. It would definitely be fun to eat dinner here and kick back some beers. But, alas, we didn't have another night to spend in Fussen. It was time to get to Austria.

We couldn't figure out how to get the Bayern Ticket through the kiosk, so we went to a teller. Don't be afraid to ask, it pays off, even if you have to pay an extra 2 euro for the teller. So this time we paid 28 Euro to go all the way from Fussen to Salzburg. The cheapest fare we were offered on the kiosk was 106 euro. Big difference.

Fussen train stop and station

The train ride back to Munich was filled with mountains and green fields full of cows.

Back in Munich we bought lunch at the train station for the ride from Munich to Salzburg: salami and cheese sandwiches, a Belgian waffle, and a cappuccino. The Munich station has a bunch of good options, all very affordable. Yorma's was my favorite.

Two hours and many cows later, we pulled into rainy Salzburg. We bought bus tickets at a tabacco shop (they're cheaper there than from the machine, 1.60 instead of 1.80) and took the #1 bus to get to our hotel. We got on going the wrong direction, so we got to see a little more of Salzburg than we intended, but it was fine. The bus was dry and warm and outside was not.

We stayed at the Star Inn Hotel Zentrum. The room was fairly large, the bathroom was nice, but they loved to run the heat. It was very, very warm. We finally figured out how to open the window because it was insufferable.

But the phenomenal location made up for all of the heating shortcomings. Besides being right in front of a bus stop for easy access to the train station, the hotel was just outside of the old city. We just had to walk outside, cross the street, and walk through a tunnel cut into the wall separating the old from the new. We were within walking distance to all the major sights. But the sightseeing was for our future days.

By this time, it was dark and still raining. We walked down Getreidegasse, the alley where Mozart was born, which is now filled with trendy shops. Down one of the little alleys off of it, we ate at Wilder Mann, a restaurant filled with communal tables and decorated with antlers and skulls. We each had a Konig Ludwig dunkles.

I had a reduced portion of croquettes with sauce.

Hubs had the smaller portion fried pork with fries. Lots and lots of fried food in Austria.

We also each had a bowl of cream of asparagus soup.

It was good food in a fun setting. By the time we left the place was completely full.

2 beers + 2 soups + 2 small entrees + tip = 31 euro.

We wandered around a little bit after we left, taking in a glimpse of the fog surrounding the castle on the hill. It had been an exhausting travel day, but we were left with the excitement and anticipation of seeing Salzburg in the coming days.