New Zealand Guy: Your accent, it sounds familiar.
Me: Um, American?
Guy: No, like a famous actor.
Me: Well, I dabbled for a while, nothing you'd know.
Guy. Uh-huh, no, no, it's someone particular.
Me: Wesley Snipes....Denzel Washington...Danny Glover?
Me: Will Smith...Morgan Freeman...Barack Obama?
Guy: ..........
I don't know. Things just aren't that funny here. I'm really struggling to find something novel and humorous to mention. Sure, hostelers are weird and often times I feel like I'm at a summer camp for the fringe and outcasts of the world. But I can't talk about that everyday--maybe I can.
Vienna is proving to be the most relaxing of my stops--not that I needed it. The weather is glorious, there's a park every 35 steps, and the city's cafes entice you to waist an afternoon behind coffee service and a newspaper. The city's best market, the Naschmarkt, is right outside the door and stretches nearly a mile with butcher shops, kebab stands, noodle houses, traditional Viennese cafes, and exotic fruit vendors. It's a cornucopia of all things gastronomic. The cherries are in season-- I'm not a big cherry guy--and they are sublime. The locals grab them buy the bushel full
I met some Aussies--not of the jean short, tank top variety, that troll for babes in ravenous wolf packs from every hostel common area in Europe--and headed to the Schweizerhaus. This beer garden is the prototype, with bone-in-meat the size of a human head, waiters sporting trays of 15 beers, and row after row of umbrella topped bench seating. All within one of the oldest amusement parks in Europe, this garden sported a schnitzel unlike anything I've had--blowing my preconceived mind.
HIGHLIGHTS:
1) Mozart at the Hofburg Palace
2) Viennese Coffee Service
3) The Endless Parks
4) The Naschmarkt
5) First Taste of Art Nouveau Architecture (seen below)
TIP OF THE DAY: Rarely are tickets checked on trams or metros. I buy one and don't validate it--validation stamps show what time you first got on--and if I'm ever caught, I play the "dumb tourist" card, saying "I didn't know I needed to validate". Boom!
READING: Also Sprach Zarathustra, Frederich Nietzsche
LISTENING: Somehow stumbled upon a cocktail mixer where the most beautiful people in Austria were hiding. Amidst the din of lamp lighting and the cacophony of flirtatious laughing, I heard this sampled briefly by the DJ.
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