Salt Mine!

 Brian and I travel well together.  Its one of the (many) ways I knew we would be good partners for life.  We may not travel the same as other people, but we are compatible.  We don't like to see/do too many things in any one day.  We like to have a skeleton (hotels and maybe a list of things that might be fun) of our trip, but not a detail plan.  We've always been like this, even before kids.  You never know what the weather will be like, or how we will be feeling any given day or what locals may mention as being worthy of doing.  This, however, comes with a cost sometimes (in Iceland we weren't able to get tickets to the Blue Lagoon on the day we wanted).  On our general agenda for Salzburg was to go to a salt mine.  We woke up and decided that the first day there was the right day, but when we got to the mine, we quickly realized that most people had already scheduled their entrance time and we were left with a tour many hours (3, 4? can't remember) later.  It wasn't ideal timing and the kids were pretty cranky and hungry before long.  But the tour was well worth the wait and it comes up as a top attraction when the kids are asked what their favorite part of the trip was.

 Everyone has to wear a protective suit to enter the mine on an open train.  We honestly had no idea what this tour would be like, but we figured out soon that there was minimal information given.  After boarding the train, it begins a long journey into the mine through a narrow tunnel.  About 5 minutes into the ride, the train stopped, in the dark, for what felt like a long time (maybe 5 minutes in reality).  No one knew if this was normal, or if the train was broken (B was nervous, but he actually handled it really well).  Eventually the train stops in a huge open space and the tour begins.  You slowly make your way through a museum, though its deep deep inside a mountain.  Some of the rooms are connect by long slides and at one point you get on a boat that takes you across a lake 300 meters underground.

 The tour was well over an hour (all in the dark inside the mountain) and when we exited, there was a huge rain storm, plus B had fallen asleep on the train ride out.