Innsbruck days 2 and 3: mountains and museums

Saturday June 18

Our two full days in Innsbruck were happily almost rain-free until late afternoon. Fog covered the tops of the mountains, but that's OK:

On Friday, we started as always in the main square of the old town, where we saw evidence of Someone's Big Mistake:

That's what I think is called a Denver boot, which means you have a more expensive parking ticket than usual. 

Happy that we're not driving, our main expedition was to the Tirol Folk Art Museum, which displays all kinds of tools, furniture, handcrafts, and religious items. One favorite was a full-size guard in the vineyards or fields, dressed in a way to scare off both animal pests and human miscreants. I wish the display case didn't have this annoying glare, but you can get the idea. This made me think that Native American festive dress looks very staid by comparison:

Among the many tools were woodworkers' planes (for making thigs smooth and flat). They had more personal character than modern tools:

On Saturday, we took the tram up the mountain to Hungerburg for a panoramic view

Because of the fog above, we didn't continue on up via gondola to Seegrube or Hafelekar (both of which some family members may remember from one or another Christmas trip in the previous century). 

Back down in the city, we went to the Tiroler Landes Museum, showing an eclectic collection of art from the Baroque . . .

to the modern

Though it has its street-sleepers like other cities, Innsbruck is very clean. There are many trash cans around, with signs to encourage their use. For this one, you need to know that "rein" rhymes with "sein," which means "to be."

The rough translation is "Clean or not clean. That is the question."

On this one, you need to know that "müll" means "trash," and you need to know how to say "a thousand thanks" in Italian