While in the sauna (aka the train), on the way to Salzburg we encountered some Longhorns, 4 recent Texas graduates. Our unified belief that the South will rise again (and the fact that we were staying at the same hostel- the YoHo) made us instant comrades.
While making new friends, we were losing old ones. More specifically, Gertrude. Continuous traveling, as well as her morbid obesity has really taken a toll on her physically. First, her zipper. Now, her broken right leg. Keep her in your prayers that she will pull through til the end.
In celebration of the World Cup's opening night, we hit up the local hangout, Augustiner Braustubl-Mulln, with our new Southern amigas.
The next morning we bounded out of bed to go to our Sound of Music bike tour to see for ourselves if the hills are truly alive. After 4 hours of biking through the Austrian countryside, running through poppy fields, and singing nonstop, we were convinced that the hills are still alive and well.
Due to the World Cup, the hostel TV was only being used for football games. But with some heavy persuasion, we convinced our fellow hostel mates to watch the Sound of Music. Needless to say, we don't think they want us back anytime soon.
Once the Von Trapps were safely across the border, it was time for the U.S. vs England football game. Like true Patriots, we dressed in our red, white, and blue.
U.S.!
U.S.!
U.S.Aaaaaaaaaa!
Don't let our current foreign location mislead you, these colors don't run. As you can see, we wore our flag with pride!
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