After Innsbruck we took a short train ride east to the skiing mecca of Kitzbuhel, a picture perfect Alpine village. Our hotel is the big white building at left with the elaborately decorated windows, called the Goldener Greif. It was the perfect ski lodge (except it was in town and not on the slopes), but the ground floor was all crackling fires and welcoming bars, and the rooms were really cute as well. Not really grand, but just right for this kind of town. It snowed the whole time we were there, which added to the festive atmosphere. At right you can see two of the town's three medieval churches (and me, of course)
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