and on the second day, the eastern-european girl band and i hit the markets. while the others sipped on gluhwein, i scoffed down choc-dipped strawberries and cinnamon chimney bread and lots and lots of sausages. we headed up to the palace and took in the amazing view from the top, and rejoiced at how much easier walking down was versus walking up. it was a full on day of exploring the city's 11 magical markets, where the others managed to buy trinkets and presents and souvenirs, and i picked up precisely... nothing that wasn't edible, and eaten, as we wandered. i ain't even mad.
