I pulled onto the hilltop and turned off the engine. I had been driving for a while and was sure the car needed to breathe. I think I needed to breathe as well. This wasn’t any hilltop, after all. It was my favorite hilltop in the world. As I opened the door I was greeted with crisp mountain air as the memories of my visits in 2010 and 2013 came back. The view was as good as I remembered. I was back. Back in St. Gilgen, Austria. Read on for more!