First however there is the special treat of meeting up with our close friend, John, who happens to behere in Vienna at the sametime. A brisk walk along the canal shared path to meet up in the cathedral plaza. Of course a coffee to start,followed by atrip past the Opera so J can get his ticket to Eugene Onegin. Then onto the tram to see the Klimts,and everything else at the Belvedere. Another castle right in town.
By the time we had a late lunch in the fresh air, Saw some more extraordinary rooms and had a look at the medieval icons, it was time to get a tram back to town. Pre dinner drink then over the road to the Cafe Museum for a quick dinner Surrounded by police cars. We found out they were there for an Armenian demonstration related to the genocide 100 years ago. We didn'tsee the demo. No one seemed at all interested.
Vienna differs greatly from Munich although it does have a very Germanic look about it. Transport runs well, which I like very much. There never seems to be more than 10 minutes between services on the same line. The familiarity of tram and train travel makes me feel more confident. Walking around gives one a feel of the city but in three or four days of hitting tourist attractions I certainly shall leave with a feeling that I haven't broken the surface. That said, I like the surface very much.
I have been surprised to observe that obesity doesn't appear prevalent the way it does at home. Perhaps, particularly in Munich, it is because so many walk and ride or perhaps the beer really is low-carb. Whatever the reason it is a good thing. With all the beer drinking everywhere, and I mean everywhere, we haven't seen many very drunk people. That might be because we didn't stay until the end of the soccer game at the beer garden the other day. There is less so far in Austria, and I do have to bear in mind that we were in Munich, home of the beer garden. BYO food in the beer gardens is a great idea, especially in the middle of a market. Missing it already.
Back at our own hotel there is a problem with the wifi, the problem is that it isn't working. When one's access is limited a breakdown is somehow more frustrating than knowinh it is not available in the hotel to start with. I want news from home. Damn their eyes. I know I won't achieve anything by asking about it again, nor by complaining, but I'd quite like to stamp my feet and have something happen. Oh well, maybe a trip to MacDs around the corner for a peppermint tea is in order. (Just came down the stairs to see the attendant clipping his toe nails... what has it come to? Don't think the wifi is coming back tonight.)
So it is now morning, still no WiFi so McDonald's here we come. Nay, here I am.......
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I like the idea of a BYOF rather than BYOD. Perhaps we need one in Gouger Street
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