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... then off to Innsbruck via the town of Garmish. We had some wonderful country side. After afternoon tea ( they can't make decent coffee but who care) we headed off to Innsbruck, and some more beautiful country side. The green fields or paddocks in my lingo is wonderful. Very little snow on the highest mountain. Had a long time in bus so pleased to be to be off. A clear sunny ...
... and with snow. At one point Scarlett counted 26 'waterfalls' on one stretch of road. The roads here are good, easy driving. We're halfway to Nenzing, our next stop - it is Austria/Leichenstein boarder (rather than Switzerland) but Leichenstein is tiny so we'll pass through on our next leg. Looking for a lunch stop - where's those Golden Arches? .......we've arrive now and I've paid my €5 for internet access - seems ok. You may wonder why the big M is ...
... There were enough crystals to end work hunger in there! We went back to the Seefeld and then have even more time to do whatever we wanted. Me and a group of friends took a cable car up a mountain to see the view. It was incredible!! Unfortunately due to rain, our concert was canceled today. So that gave us even more free time! We walked around in the rain after dinner until we had to be back in our rooms. Tomorrow we have to get up at 4:30am so we can depart for ...
... separate hotels. Usually we are all together so at night we sit in the lobby and talk and play cards. So tonight we arranged to meet our friends at and ice cream shop after dinner. It was a lot of fun. We spent the rest of the night walking around the town, eating ice cream and laughing. I can't believe that I come home in 5 days! I'm excited to come home but at the same time I don't want to ...
... Bathroom and kitchen are shared, your bedroom is private. Funny. No-one there to welcome you.
Tricky: before I knew I was leaving my room for the kitchen, the door closed, bang. Click. Closed. With all my stuff inside. My phone. My key. Stupid me!
Fortunately the manager's telephone number was written on the wall, I could copy it, went outside to a café nearby (all the doors closed and I could not get back), could phone there (I promised I would come back to have ...