The next day Manuela decided to take us out of Braunau and over to Burghausen, which is a small town in Germany that is also host to the longest castle in Europe. The ride was only about 20 minutes. We were all excited to be in a car for the first time in three months and the winding country roads reminded us all of home.

We made a quick stop along the road to look at the view. This is where the rivers Inn and Salzach meet.

Before actually crossing the border to Germany we stopped at a lookout point. From this vantage point we could see the entire town of Burghausen and the medieval castle, Burg zu Burghausen. It is situated on the banks of the Salzach, which also separates Austria from Germany.

The entire castle is 1,043 m or about 3,422 feet. The actual castle sits atop a hill overlooking the rest of the town nestled below. The entire castle starts from the very right hand side of the picture below and goes until the cluster of buildings on the left side.

Inside the castle we parked the car and got out to walk. Much of the castle is actually used for housing. The entire thing seemed more like a little town in itself rather than a castle. It was very long, but not at all very wide. There was only one row of buildings on each side. Some of them were homes, but others were restaurants, museums and shops.

Manuela told us that every year there is a celebration and people dress as knights and ride horses around on the castle grounds.

The path to the castle.

An example of the cute homes in the castle.

My favorite part of the castle was the red roofs. Each building was topped by a cone and bright red tiles.

The walls surrounding the castle had a number of holes in them for shooting arrows at approaching enemies.

The garden path, which runs along the outside of the courtyard.

There were still a few last roses clinging to the side of the castle walls. They reminded me of all the stories of beautiful princesses and daring princes I read as a kid.

To get to the castle we walked trough the center of the town, but on the way back we walked along the outside of the walls and then stopped at one of the restaurants to warm ourselves up. This particular restaurant played some of the best music I’ve heard in a long time, from “Wake Me Up Before You Go Go” by Wham! to “You’re the Voice” by John Farnham. The restaurant was definitely stuck in the 80’s.