Innsbruck, Austria home of the 1968 and 1972 Winter Olympics and home to schöne schöne mountains. I came from Vienna, and before that Plzen and Prague, Czech Republic where it had been cold, grey and rainy for about 2 weeks. And then Innsbruck: 3 of the most beautiful autumn days Ive ever seen. I dont know if iäve mentioned this before, but i think it must be a requirement for every single European city to have a river running through it. At least pretty much every one I`ve been to so far has one. Its great for navigating around the city; I get lost a lot less because the river guides me. Anyway, Inn, the river running through Innsbruck ('bruck' means bridge in German) was beside Melanie and I as we sat drinking coffees in our t-shirts at a cafe. These mountains make me come alive. We climbed up to the Atzleralm (I think I spelled that right), one little point up in the mountains, where there was a nice restaurant and fantastic view. Lots of hikers and mountain bikers here. Its a university town so lots of students as well.
While I was here I stayed with an Austrian friend, Melanie who I met when I was about 12. Her family comes from Alberschwende, in Voralberg, a northwestern region of Austria. Some family friends we have from Stuttgart, Germany have a summer place they go to in Alberschwende which is across the street from Mela's house. When I visited once with my family we met Melanie, and now she lives in Innsbruck, with 4 really cool roommates who entertained me very well when she wasnt there. I stayed in her bedroom while she stayed over at her boyfriend's apartment, so it worked out wonderfully. I had 3 or 4 relaxing beautiful days, struggling with my German, somewhat following conversations, but the talking is so freaking fast for me to follow!! determined it must get better for next time.
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