That first night pretty much set the our schedule for the next few days in Vienna: up around noon, breakfasting, wandering about, swimming, eating more, meeting friends, going out, dancing dancing dancing dancing dancing, riding bikes, and getting home just in time for the bakeries to open. We ran to the Alte Donau for a quick dip and met Amelie at the Naschmarkt to shop for incredients for what proved to be an incredible Persian dinner. Stuffed ourselves silly with veggies and yogurt/dill/cucumber, GIANT BREAD, salad and eggplant mush!
Christian (who stayed with us in SF two years ago! Cool!) sawed Teresa’s lock off her bike (lost key!) and we slow-walked to the center of the city w/Elena & Mario. We shot the shit in a rose-drenched gazebo, climbed statues and sacrificed hundreds of roses for some pretty fantastic petal-explosion shots. After desecrating the rose garden (so sorry!!!), the sun was up!!! and we tried to dance with an unfortunate leftover crowd at Goodman’s, but the sweaty zombie cave led us to choose a breakfast picnic on Mario’s roof instead...........................
3 comments:
enjoying your photos and writing as usual! you make us kids back in the states wanna run for it.
You weren't kidding about the GIANT bread!!! And the flower petal tossing looked like loads of fun, except if that were me I would have died from a pollen overdose.
Counting the days...haha J/K. See you soon friend!
Lady, you are a true inspiration!! You are leaving trails of immense beauty and wonderfulness. Don't stop ever...no never ever... ever!!! Holla!!!
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