Kapuzinerberg, oh, how elusive you've been the past few days, but here we go!
Not only is Steingasse home to the birth-house of the man who wrote "Silent Night," but also Shrimps Restaurant!
Taking a right after the crustacean, we climbed stairs until my muscles ached and I felt a little woozy. Suddenly, we beheld a sight: a mini-kitty sat on a step and peered down at us. Ben thought that the mini-kitty would be hostile, but I saw a gentle creature.
After seriously considering whether we could tuck the mini-kitty under an arm and whisk her away to our room, we tore ourselves away, discussing the pets that we would have one-day when we return home and live somewhere that allows animal-friends.
More climbing
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Remember when I wrote about the take-care-of-yourself mentality of Austrians. Here's another example. No guard rail, no problems?
It did offer a great view with no protective barrier to ruin the picture.
Ben thought that some mythical creatures were living in the hole under the stump - maybe just some rot and sludge?
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