There was a point at which I was going to write about how pretty Salzburg is and how well everything went, but then I had to drag my suitcases for like half an hour to get to the hostel and then I sat down on the bed and cried, so things seem less cheery. I haven't actually cried in a while, not since I left Chicago as life has been really good. Whenever life is really good, I leave and go to a different life.