The Real Sound of Music?

Salzberg is what I deem kindly a 'Phil place' - as in he wanted to head there and I didn't really care but found it en route. As far as my research told me there were two main draws - being the film set for 'The Sound of Music' and being the birthplace of some man named Mozart...

But our one night here certainly was enjoyable. We've decided to skip museums unless there's something we wanted to see, and neither of us wanted to pay €35 for a tour of locations where Julie Andrews once stood so we asked at our hotel (we 'decided' to step up a class of accomodation, nothing to do with there being no hostels left when we booked, honest!) where the main places of interest /  of the film were and headed off on our own personal homage to the film and beautiful Alpine countryside. We obviously had a taste for hiking following Bad Gastein and spent the day climbing ever steeper steps and pathways to the summits of the picturesque town.
The highlight for me was stumbling upon the oldest brewery in the region which still operates today. I'm not a beeraholic at all, its the experience that blew me away. Through a set of plain wooden doors in the side of an unimpressive yellow building we found ourselves thrown into the centre of one of the largest set of rooms I have ever seen, overspilling with the entire townsfolk laughing, drinking and eating together. Easter Sunday was upon us and table upon table of locals were dressed in their Sunday best, drinking from 2 pint ceramic pitchers the best tasting beer I've ever had! Brewed on site, too easy to drink, and served in tankards genuinely larger than my head, it would have been rude to have only had the one.
By the end of the 3rd tankard I felt like a local, a merry one at that, and suitably refreshed to take a stroll back to the hotel.
The morning brought with it Phil's birthday, a birthday card from me (a postcard folded in half) and the promise of Segways after breakfast. The Segways never materialised but the breakfast was gianormous. I mention the breakfast for one reason only, and this is for the literature lovers out there...on the table there were hard boiled eggs painted green for Easter, some ham, and a Doctor sat opposite me....what a surreal start to the day :-) x