It was still early when we arrived in Salzburg and the thin cloud was still clearing but by the time we were through arrivals and passport control and waiting for a trolley bus into the city the sun was beginning to burn through.
The bus arrived and the journey took about twenty minutes but this was not my best day with transport and I made a mistake and made us all get off of the bus about five stops too soon and that meant a walk of about a kilometre to find the Hotel Mozart. It turned out that the people of Salzburg are not too imaginative and almost everything is named after the famous composer.
Have Bag, Will Travel 