The hotel at Bad Aussee was very cute, the proprietress (Heidi!) a delight, and the grub was excellent, however, the location was dog meat. Chosen for its location next to the train station and the trail it was 2 kilometers out of town and the river running through it was ruined by people stuff. So we watched Olympic stuff on the tube, in German. For the most part however, it was self explanatory. The next morn we went to town expecting to find more nasty people stuff, but to our surprise it was a cute Tyrolian town, fun to walk around exploring more old stuff, going into the myriad churches, etc. etc.  Then a train ride to Bad Ischl where we continued our exploration of the town (You may recall we were in the town a few days ago.) The big find was the Kaiservilla, another palace of the Hapsbergs it was big, filled with museum quality stuff, and the tour leader told us more of the wonders of Franz Josef and Sisi. By the end of this several day review of the life style of the rich and famous, we have a real understanding of why there was a revolution. The hotel served, are you ready, Mexican food! We had the fajitas which had little similarity to So. Cal. Food, beefing made up of mostly vegetables. It was however, very good; we did take our meal inside because much water was falling from the sky. The following morn we walked through Grand pine forest over hill and across dale to Pfandl, a small hamlet where a bus awaited to take us to Strobl, the small town at the end of St Wolfgangsee, and the final challenge of the day, a walk to St Wolfgang. the town hadn't changed a bit except we got a better room with a veranda to watch all the people wandering about town. The next day was a doozy: we rode up on a cog train almost 4, ooo ft to the summit overlooking the town, then we walked down! Today we took the train to Innsbruck,which on first sight looked too big city modern, but after checking into our hotel and wandering old town, we found it beyond charming.  Unfortunately, as a result of yesterday's  4000 foot downhill, Lynn's leg muscles were rubber so we did short forays out and about.