It's a steep climb from the parking lot to the castle. Visitors can walk up the hill or you can buy a spot on a carriage.
Obviously, we took the carriage.
Sammy and Nora pulled us safely up the hill. I got to sit in the front, and it was glorious.
When we got to the top, I remarked that I had now ridden a carriage in every European country I'd visited. "We need to find a carriage in Paris," I told her. "Gotta keep the streak alive!"
We went on a tour of the castle, then hiked to St. Mary's bridge and took about a million pictures.
On the way back to the car, Carol and I started thinking about lunch. She consulted her phone and said, "Austria is only sixteen minutes away. Why don't we eat there?"
For the briefest moment, I was torn. "Do you think we could find a carriage ride there?"
She laughed. "We'll be lucky to find a restaurant."
So we drove to Austria.
We found a carriage, but we didn't get to ride in it.
We found a restaurant, but it wasn't open. We ended up sharing a pancito margherita at a deli inside the supermarket.
Along the way, we found a million Haflingers.
And yes, I made Carol stop so I could take pictures of them.
I'm a little sad that my "ride a carriage in every country" streak has come to an end, but I have no regrets.
Everyone should be so lucky as to go to Austria for lunch!