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we had the cursed after ourselves. each other took the right curve under the middle station, we went straight out and got up here. it's beautiful. when we came from the slopes, there is a sun-protection terrace with a guy in one. but the bar was closed. he led us around the back of the building, where we found a tiny, charming guesthouse that we had ourselves completely. it was another story when we came back the next day. it was st. josefs day and they had a band in, or at least a few youngs with akkordeon and gitarre. we sat in the corridor and consumed beer, secretly made apfelstrudel, and cheesecake, all light and fluffy, while the band played to a packed gastronomy. each time they came...