15 minutes in Salzburg

Brechtesgaden is only an hour from Salzburg, and since I wasn't one hundred percent sure about how long the Konigsee boat ride would last, I opted to see Salzburg instead.

From what I saw, Salzburg is pretty. Very pretty. It makes the most of the fact that Mozart was born there, and so you'd think it was called Mozartburg instead, but otherwise it seems a very nice place to spend a day.

Shame I only had fifteen minutes.

Okay, I exaggerate. After all, isn't that a feature of travel writing? That the mundane becomes interesting?

But it took me half an hour or so to walk to where my self-guided walking tour was meant to begin from, and all the way there, I was staring at the dark clouds gathering in the distant-but-rapidly-becoming-not-so-distant sky.

It hasn't rained much on this trip. But when it has, it's done so in force. I hadn't got more than a hundred meters into my walking tour, admiring the front of the Residenz, when it started raining. Really gentle at first, but then getting those big fat raindrops that everyone in Malaysia knows and loves.

I skipped the walking tour and headed for the tram stop. By that time, the water was coming down in sheets, and every inch of cover was taken. The bus eventually came, everybody rushed on board.

I tried to follow the progress of the bus with my map, but I couldn't make out the street signs through the running water.

At one point, the tram had to dip into six inches of water. Everybody on board was impressed we got through safely.

Anyway, that was Salzburg. Nice, but a little wet.

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