The morning was all a bit hectic, as I tried to work out where on earth Mozart's birthplace and living quarters were.
Eventually I found the entrance to the museum, discovering it down yet another small alley (marked as a main road...I don't get this whole main road thing on the continent, these small streets would never class as roads in the UK).
It was really quite a fascinating building, but as ever I really didn't see the point in the headset, unless I had been doing a dissertation. The collections were very well labelled, but with the headset you could have spent several hours, without I went at my own pace and learnt what I wanted.
Totally worth it, and even more so if you have a particular interest in Mozart.
I then meandered back to the hostel ready for my afternoon tour to the hills.
It was really chucking it down with snow now...I then discovered I was the only one on the tour, which slightly concerned me as I was heading off (with a reputable company, but still...) into the mountains in the middle of a snowstorm.
I was quite glad to be back inside the warmth of the minibus.
We then had a ridiculous amount of time to waste before making the journey back to Salzburg, for Christmas market shopping (I'm guessing this was built in, because other aspects were cut short..such is life), so I settled for ANOTHER hot chocolate.
Next day I was off to Munich...
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