It’s 10 pm and I just got in from an exhausting day. I have to pack, but the city still reverberates about me and within me and I want to be there. Wien isn’t the sleepy burg I’ve visited elsewhere. She is manic, going at all times, moving, pounding, racing, cleaning, selling, prepping, one day […]Read More Climb A Rickety Structure? How Much? Why of Course!
Vienna is huge. Quite frankly, it’s massive. I just keep walking and walking, finding new unexpected sights around every corner. I get lost and beauty is found. All this, and I’ve barely stepped foot outside the old city (but there is plenty to be seen beyond the inner ring). This morning I went to the […]Read More I’ve Got the Magic Power of The Music in Me
So how did I spend my afternoon? Well it started with me collapsing, exhausted, in front of the Karlskirche, which has a 236 foot high dome. Once my feet had recovered some circulation, I decided to explore the church. I paid the €6 admission and entered the sanctuary, which was, of course, lovely. On some […]Read More What Would Jesus Charge?
I don’t even know where to begin, so instead I will start at the end, as I walked out of the restaurant, Weibel’s Wirsthaus, thinking, “I will never eat this well in Vienna again.” This was after the old plum Schnäpse that the server had offered me, “Can I bring you some Schnäpse, you know, […]Read More Now That’s What I Call Health Food
I’m on the train to Wien right now, and should be there in about an hour. I’m leaving one important thing behind in Innsbruck, a lens cap. It slipped and rolled into the river Inn yesterday evening. How did I deal with this? I sacrificed a polarizing filter (couldn’t find a photo supply store, strangely). […]Read More Last Train Ride
Well, I made it to Innsbruck. I really enjoyed my time in Bolzano, and am glad I took the time to go there. In fact, I almost didn’t go because I was concerned when I planned the excursion that it wouldn’t feel Italian enough for me. As it turned out, even though I had read […]Read More Chef, Please Pack Your Knives and Go