An old city engulfed by mountains, full of athletic types, that’s what Innsbruck is. What a breather it was to make a stop in Austria. Minimal tourists and mountains to look at in every corner. I was there for nature and wanted to see more than there was time for, but I took a hike up the mountain and that’s all that matters. You can take a short bus ride to a mountain which makes things really convenient. It is gorgeous once you start hiking up and there seemed to be more mountain bikers than hikers. There are huts throughout the mountain too to fill your belly whenever you desire. It was literally a breath of fresh air after quickly going through cities.
That night there was a DJ that played by the river in front of the university library, filled with 20-something-year-olds drinking mostly beer. It ended at 10 p.m. and it was like the clock striking midnight for Cinderella, the reality of Innsbruck hit me. A girl born and raised there mentioned how you don’t really get to see sunsets because of all the mountains. What?! A life without sunsets?! And when I drink, I get hungry, really hungry and found there was nowhere to get food. Even though it was only 10, the city is small enough that places close early. I hate this place. What is this life? Thank goodness I’ve been on a chip-binge since I got to Europe and snagged some Brazil do Salsa flavored chips on a grocery-run earlier in the day. Something to tie me over.
Innsbruck is a great place to be immersed into the walls of nature, but to my disappointment, it is not a great place for late-night food.
jante ziarra 