The weather while I was there was also gorgeous, if maybe a little hot.
|Everyone said I had to try the famous Sacre Tort,
So of course I went to the original Sacre hotel to try it.
|The Lipizzaner horses are in Vienna,
I went to the Spanish riding school where they train,
but it’s summer vacation for the horses.
As one guide put it, “So there will be baby horses next year.”
I planned to snag a geocache immediately, and noticed an event cache scheduled for 6pm. I thought perfect, I would end my walking tour of old town at the geocache and meet a few Austrian geocachers before allowing myself to turn in and pass out (guess I hadn’t slept on the plane as well as I could have). I did fall asleep for an hour or so while grounding myself in the park. (The theory is that if you ground yourself by touching the earth with your bare skin that your energy adjusts to your location in the world better, and lessens the effect of jetlag).
The office was across town, across the Danube, so every morning and evening I took an Uber back and forth. The admin at work put together a list of must do’s for me to see in Vienna. So the evenings that I had energy left to do it, I whittled away at that list. Tuesday evening I went to a famous Wiener Schnitzel restaurant in old town, and after dinner walked over to Karl’s Kirche, which was surprisingly beautiful and FULL of life. The walk back through the Technical University of Vienna campus was such a different feeling than walking through old town.. Really enjoyed the evening.
Thursday evening I went to a “Heurigen” which is basically a winery. This Heurigen was in a house the Beethoven used to live in! Atmosphere was great and the food was fantastic, although not much traditional with the Mushroom Goulash (didn’t realize it was mushroom when I ordered it) and Apple Strudel flavored Ice Cream, which I mistakenly thought was going to be Apple Strudel WITH Ice Cream. After dinner I walked around town and through a park dedicated to Beethovan.
|Inside the Heurigen|
|The Heurigen, a house Beethoven lived in.|
|Beethoven and me.|
|Mushroom Goulash! Yum.|
Friday evening I decided I must take the boat down the Danube to Bratislava. The cheap tickets were sold out, so I bought a ticket that allowed me to sit in the Captain’s cabin. It was very windy. The Captains cabin was up on the upper level, so they ushered me upstairs, but somehow I didn’t get the fact that I was supposed to go INSIDE. I was a little miffed that I paid more and was going to get sunburn and wind blown before getting to Bratislava…. Somewhere about half way there I figured it out… Duh!
|My foot in Bratislava – 7000 km from New York|
|The Beautiful Blue Church I found geocaching|
I took the train back to Vienna. The cab driver did not speak English well, and ended up taking me to the wrong train station, although we figured it out before he dropped me, so after a phone call he said I’d be better at the other train station and I got a Mr.Toad’s wild ride experience to the other station. But I made it there with 5 minutes to spare. He didn’t hear me when I got in and asked if he took credit cards, so that was also a little awkward when I got out, but luckily had JUST enough to cover the trip.
Sunday I went out to Schoenbrunn palace, a Viennese landmark rivaling Versaille. I took an hour and a half tour and learned a TON of history, then walked out in the gardens.. just as I reached the other side of the garden, it started to rain. It was so hot! I was never happier to be caught out in the rain as I walked back to the palace. That event took the whole day, and it was beautiful.
|Before leaving the palace I took in a Strudel making show.|
Meeting up with the caller meant I had to take the Subway to where he was, which wasn’t difficult, but I hadn’t done that in Vienna yet, so that was a good encouragement. I had a fantastic time in Wiener-Neustadt. The club individuals and I really connected. The weather had broken a bit and/or the town was a little cooler.
The calling was fast, just enough different than the US calling to keep me on my toes, and the dancers were very good. It was one woman’s birthday, so we stopped for half an hour to have a little champagne, salad, and cake. It was quite special to be included in that as well. I left that evening feeling very sad, like I was leaving long lost friends, and chances are I won’t see them again.. It was a very odd sensation to feel for these people that I had just met that evening.
|Florian taking us out to this special beer garden.. A treat!|
|Jan-Hugo, my Norwegian colleague
taking over for me after I left.
|The line up of beers ready to be served!|
|The famous (and old) Ferris Wheel in Vienna|