Innsbruck, the city of mountains

Fresh air, beautiful views, breaktaking scenery! Wilkommen in Innsbruck.
I arrived, after a harrowing seven or so hour train trip, to Innsbruck, and am already refreshed.
So what can you do in Innsbruck? Hike! Armed with bread and cheese, I took the cable car yesterday, taking me up to Hungerburg, a station up in the mountains. It was a bit daunting to look at the hundreds of routes possible to me. How do you choose? Healthy-looking, red-faced Austrians mountain bike, climb and hike along these routes, taking a break at the local Gaststube with a glass of beer. I finally decided to simply get lost (I am very good at that) and ended up in a field of cows, all of them staring at me curiously. So I threw myself on the grass, took out the bread and cheese (Austrian Gouda by the way is incredible) and lay in the sun.
Speaking of the weather, it is HOT here. About 36 degrees Celcius, no clouds... for me, a lizard, it's great.
Today I decided to be a bit more daring and climbed up higher with the cable car. Destination? Seehohenburg. At first, I thought I had come to the wrong station. It looked like a deserted ski station. And it was. Gazing at the rocky mountains about me, I wondered at first how I was even going to be able to get to them. Talk about steep.... but somehow or other I managed to put one foot in front of the other, very carefully and holding my breath, and gradually making progress along a thin, jagged path along the cliff. Luckily, I don't suffer too severely from vertigo.... When I finally sat down on a stop that seemed "flat", I looked up and found out I was surrounded by sheep and goats!
So what do I think of Innsbruck? Love it. The fresh air, the blue mountains, the milky white river, the golden roof or Goldener Dachl, the city's source of pride.... all of Innsbruck has allured me.
My German is getting better, but now and then, exhausted by the continuous strain of not making a grammatical mistake, I lapse into English, sometimes producing funny situations. In a health store today, I asked the shoplady in English if they sold soap. She nodded and led the way to... the soup counter! I looked at her for a minute and then burst out laughing. For some Austrians, the way to pronounce "soap" is basically the same as "soup". Love it!
One more day in Innsbruck and then off to Hall in Tirol. Ah, the life!