Day 1 in Vienna: Why I love Starbucks
Trip Start
Nov 01, 2007
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Trip End
Mar 01, 2008
Vienna is cold. Like really really cold. After checking into the hostel (awesome place), I set off on the U-Bahn to wander the center through wind, rain, and low temps. Again, it was really really cold. My jeans got soaked as I went through the Hofburg and over to the opera. Everything was closed or charged money to get in. I tried to get back to the train, weaving my way down a busy street that looked more like 5th Ave than Vienna...Saks, Tiffanys, Cartier, Burberry...they´re everywhere. I kept trying to find a place to sit. Finally, I spotted a Starbucks. Praise the Lord! Not exactly what I had in mind, but as I sat and drank my "premium" hot chocolate and read the NY times, I felt very happily American...and warm.
Back at Wombats, I went to the bar to try to stay up for a while to cure my jetlag. Drinks and 5 hours later, I went to bed. There were some awesome people at the bar, and I had a great time with this guy from NZ and these Californians studying abroad.
So I went to sleep, but the night was not over, unfortunately. I had been told that I would be rooming with 4 "fräuleins"...I immediately thought Indiana Jones...fräulein = evil Nazi ladz, but realized that it just means young lady. However, the former would probably be a more accuate description. At 4 am, they came home, bellowing in German (a very angry language), profoundly drunk, and reeking of cigarettes. I pretended to sleep through it...easier to deal with. I was waking up at 6:30 am...I figured that was retribution enough. They looked a lot nicer and more quiet/friendly in the morning...
Back at Wombats, I went to the bar to try to stay up for a while to cure my jetlag. Drinks and 5 hours later, I went to bed. There were some awesome people at the bar, and I had a great time with this guy from NZ and these Californians studying abroad.
So I went to sleep, but the night was not over, unfortunately. I had been told that I would be rooming with 4 "fräuleins"...I immediately thought Indiana Jones...fräulein = evil Nazi ladz, but realized that it just means young lady. However, the former would probably be a more accuate description. At 4 am, they came home, bellowing in German (a very angry language), profoundly drunk, and reeking of cigarettes. I pretended to sleep through it...easier to deal with. I was waking up at 6:30 am...I figured that was retribution enough. They looked a lot nicer and more quiet/friendly in the morning...




Comments
ich liebe vienna!
hey ben! i stayed at wombats when i was in vienna! crazy. be sure to take the tour of the catacombs under st stephan's cathedral, it's creepy but pretty cool. i also really enjoyed the museum of modern art there.
and german is really not an angry language...it's beautiful i swear!
Lauren :)