The Hills Are Alive…

The second stop on our Honeymoon was Salzburg, Austria.

This was my pick of cities to visit because…well…‘do’ a deer, a female deer; ‘re’ a drop of golden suuuuun

You get it. The Hills are alive (in a non-creepy way).

In fact, Salzburg is a perfect honeymoon destination. It’s such a romantic city, with music, history, and beauty in every corner.

We took the train from Munich, Germany (where we kicked off our Honeymoon with Oktoberfest) into Salzburg, Austria. It was a relatively short train ride as the two cities are only about 150 km (93 miles).

Our first moment of “wow” happened as we were entering the city.  When the train crosses over the Salzac River, you’re greeted with the sight of Festung Hohensalzburg looming high on a hill, watching over the city.

It’s just gorgeous in its Medieval splendor.

The Makartsteg Footbridge has become a Love Locks Bridge.

After checking into the Sheraton Grand in Salzburg (gorgeous hotel), we set off to walk around and explore.

One of the first things we wanted to see was the Hohensalzburg Fortress, of course. For about 15 Euros, you can purchase a trip/tour to this Medieval Fortress.  For those who do not want to hike up the trail towards the fort, there’s also a funicular that takes you up the mountain which offers the most amazing views.

The view taken from the funicular.

Inside, is one of the most beautifully well-preserved medieval halls, the Golden Hall. To think that construction of this fortress began in 1077.  This fortress was never breached…though it was surrendered peacefully during the Napoleanic Wars.

The Golden Hall

On the day we visited the fortress, there was a dinner and a concert being set up.  It was for the “Fortress Dinner Concert” series. Which…if there was one thing we regretted in Salzburg, it was not taking in a concert. WHYYYYYYYYYYYY? I still feel it in my heart…but that just really means we have to go back someday, right?

You see, Salzburg is Mozart’s hometown. There’s statues and balls (Mozartkugel are chocolate covered pistachio, marzipan and nougat delights) and concerts featuring Mozart.

Again…it just means we have to go back. We must.

In a sheer twist of irony, as we went back to our hotel, our hearts full of regret that there was not ONE show we would be able to make last minute, three kids who attended local music schools were putting on a show for visiting family in the hotel lobby! It was so good, that it only solidified our determination to come back for a real concert.

Peterfriedhof – St. Peter’s Cemetery, featured in The Sound of Music
The crypts where the Von Trapp Family hid.

Just below the Fortress is St. Peter’s Cemetery, the oldest cemetery in Salzburg. This is the cemetery featured in that scene where the VonTrapps hide behind the tombstones while the Nazis look for them.


Later in our stay, the weather shifted and it started to rain. The brilliant blues and gorgeous greens of this beautiful city became one of moody contrast instead. And it was still a stunningly beautiful place.

Salzburg is also one of those towns where Sunday is still considered a day of rest. By early nightfall, storefronts and restaurants are closed giving the narrow streets and eerie yet still darkly romantic feel.

Come…follow me into the night…

Our hotel had a very nice restaurant where we had an extremely delicious and delightfully creative multi-course meal. We took photos…but like most foods served in tiny proportions…they don’t really look exactly like what they were…so we couldn’t quite remember what each of the courses were.

We do remember that we were very happy and satisfied with our meal. Not only that, but we got to try a traditional Salzburg dessert: the Salzburger Nockerl – a sweet souffle dumpling…thing.

My Salzburger Nockerl after it was presented with several other Nockerl and dusted with powdered sugar to look like Austrian Alps. White stuff is the souffle, the “dumpling”, and some raspberry mousse.

For the most part, Salzburg felt like a nice almost-sleepy town compared to the sheer madness that was Munich at Oktoberfest. It was the perfect way to calm down and relax after the exhaustion that comes with having too many liters of bier.

It’s a place of beauty, music, history and so much nature — if we had time (or had known, also), we would have done some of the gorgeous hikes around the area, including hiking (spinning around, dancing, singing?) around the hills that were alive with the sound of music.

So, with that, and the concerts we still have to go to, we really have no choice but to go back, right?