The rugged mountains loomed above Innsbruck, contrasting the refined and curving architecture. Buildings were painted warm creams and oranges as though trying to cling on to spring.
We tasted a pretzel, and it did not disappoint. Chewy and salty, it was the perfect snack for wandering. (To veer off topic, just look at how tan my hand is! It's almost pretzel-coloured.)
There were some very ornate building fronts, undoubtedly with rich histories behind them. As we were running out of time and had to rush back to Lille, we didn't get to spend as much time as we'd like. Everything on our trip after Venice was abbreviated.
It was quite chilly camping in the mountains of Austria in September. I had to wear two pairs of socks and keep the hood of my jumper up while sleeping. Having to leave your sleeping bag to trek across the dewy grass to reach the toilets is never fun, but the bathroom was heated.