We spent the weekend in Salzburg (we spent the weekend in Salzburg!) and stayed with a lovely new friend at her fifth floor apartment in a turn-of-the-century house on the corner of a very normal street. Normal for the Austrian Alps, that is. And by normal, I mean, turning aforementioned corner to be met with mountains. Not yet snow-topped, tumbling, beautiful mountains. I’ve always thought of myself as a coastal person but Alps, oh Alps! How I love you.