Second time at the SalzGrotte

We decided to give the salz gritted a second go this morning.  

Mama had a plan on the first visit we had been quite tentative and had taken the chairs nearst the exit, just in case.  This time however we were to sit in the seats closest to the fountain, where the salt fog had come from last time.  

As we were slightly early, we sat and chatted while we waited.  The door opened and in walked an elderly gentleman "morgen", followed closely by a couple of ladies.

 At this point I was fearing the worst, would I have to push over some ole biddy just to get a seat? 

Then the door to the grotto opened and out sauntered two young chaps (2 and 4 at a guess) "we've just been in there, are you going in there?"  They chatted to everyone and were asking for the sweets.       Never, ever, ever eat a sweet from the salz grotte, they are foul. They are a but salty to begin with, you can taste sone fruitiness waiting for you, but you never get there as the swet stays salty until the last suck.

After the kiddie winks and their mother left, and the salt had been raked, we were allowed in and I ran to the seats at the back.  

This session was different from the beginning.

 I could feel my chest loosening and I started to cough, a lot!

By the end of the session my chest felt very clear.  Mum had another plan, if we hung around at the end we would be able to take sone photos, which is exactly what we did.