The last week of one’s stay in a country is always a good time for squeezing in extra travelling. Meet my new love, Innsbruck. Day One leaves us without breath – both from the view and the steep mountain exploration. Add a dash or two of Zaha Hadid while you’re taking the train up for an extra treat.
Ps. It was surprisingly hot at the top of the mountain. I guess altitude doesn’t make for cooler temperatures. My logic has been corrected: the higher you go up the mountain, the closer you are to the sun, therefore the hotter it is (at least in summer).