Innsbruck

We had sketched out our directions to the hotel, but had soon realized that we didn't need them when we discovered the street signs leading to it. Going into this hotel, we knew that it didn't have a high rating on the internet, but it was the only place we could fine with rooms open, that should have told us something was up. When we arrived, we were greeted by a tall toothless man who spoke spotty english. He explained to us when breakfast was and where the bathroom and toilet were in the building. When we asked about connecting to the internet, he looked down and started pinching the bridge of his nose as if he had a headache. Mumbling in a mixture of German and English, his final response was "it's good sometimes, and not good sometimes". Kristen and I looked at each other and then back to him and he repeated his previous spiel. We went ahead and just accepted the fact he wasn't going to give us the password and made our way upstairs. After fiddling with the difficult lock to our room door, we finally got inside. We swung the door open to find a very drab room that contained three dingy sleeping areas and some hand me down towels by a dirty sink. We weren't ready to give up on it yet, all we needed was a place to sleep and shower, so we headed to check out the bathrooms. When we opened the door to the toilet, we saw what I continually refereed to as the "serial killer toilet". The room was about three feet wide by twenty feet long, with the toilet at the very end. The toilet was a famed german "shelf toilet", use your imagination, and about half way in the room was the dirty sink with yet another hand me down towel. Disappointed, we headed to the shower room. On the outside of the door was a sign that ironically said the word "bad", which is the german word for bath. We opened the door to find the most disgusting, hair crusted shower we have ever seen. The shower was the deciding factor that we could not stay here the scheduled 2 nights so we headed downstairs and let the innkeeper know we would be leaving in the morning and headed out to get some food to get our minds off of the hotel. We ate supermarket sandwiches and listened to a concert that was going on down the street. The next morning we awoke without much sleep. We packed up and checked out. Before our train left that afternoon, we decided to walk around and give Innsbruck a chance. We walked the pedestrian only streets admiring the architecture. All in all, I think we had seen all that Snakes Bend had to offer. We then headed to our next destination which was Venice, Italy.