Following our day in Salzburg we returned to our van, to our Lidl digital thermometer (told you I'd get boring with it!) which gave the following reading. Outside 0.6 degrees Celsius. Inside 3.2 degrees Celsius. An hour later, we have reached the dizzying heights of 11 degrees Celsius. "Come on toes, you can do it, you can get warm, come on toes!!!!!!"
***update***
Still smiling though!
3 hours later now!
Temperature up to 18 now so much warmer. Snow has gently been falling and we have witnessed the first signs of Austrian 'know how' of dealing with snow. The gritters have been.
Now in Britain, a sign of a gritter on the road is a clear warning that your car is going to be damaged. Britain has a wave of panic when snow comes and the British gritters load up with pebbles rather than grit, and have a certain slapdash approach to spreading. There is a lack of satisfaction I think in the gritting community if you don't Iiberally cover the road, pavements, walls of houses and any surrounding area in lumps of salt. The vehicle we have just witnessed, which from our roadside position has given us a good view, has driven past in a whisper like fashion gritting, without any grit hitting the van. Maybe they use magic to clear the roads, but we are quite sure the road has been successfully gritted. The proof will be if we can drive off successfully in the morning.
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