Vienna off to a completely wild start

Trip Start May 16, 2006
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Trip End Aug 16, 2006


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Thursday, May 25, 2006

Prague was great, nothing quite as crazy as the first night, but generally very interesting place. I went to a few places advised by previously mentioned American living in Prague for a few months, they were great. One crazy huge pendulum thing that signifies where there was once an enormous stalin statue that was eventually torn down in an attempt to eliminate memories of communism. It, and the nearby park and restaurant thing, were very cool, both offering amazing views of the city. Many more hours were spent simply wandering, taking in the city.

Anyway, on to the most interesting part of my trip to date. It all starts yesterday morning when I decide that itäs time to move on, given my limited amount of time. I checked out of the hostel, did some laundry, ate some pork (called vitamin P by the expats), dumplings, and cabbage... again (still good though)... and of course visited the US M-Bassy McDonalds occasionally to, well, use the bathroom then leave.

I get to the train station 2-3ish, find that the only one to Vienna is at 16:40, at the other train station. I go to other train station, I find out that, well, it's actually at 6:40, unless I want to pay another 600 crowns to pay for the zig zag into Slovakia. No, I'll just wait thanks. Leaving at 6:40 gives me plenty of time for the 4 hour trip, and an hour and change to grab a tram to the campground. Unless, of course, there's flood trouble anyway, and a re-route through slovakia, anyway (no fee for this one though). Well, trams stop at midnight. The next is at 4:40. No way I'm paying 25 euro for a taxi. Side note, the Austrian girl I talked to for about 5 hours on the train, who lives 10km away and whose parents were picking her up, did not offer me a ride, despite showing me to the tram stop only to see that, yes, it does stop at 12 like I said. Bye. Thanks.

I'm getting ahead of myself, though. So, after she leaves, I start to wander about the train station, see if there is any way to get to the campground (all hostels are booked by the way). It's mostly dark and almost completely abandoned except for some roma hanging out, occasionally having a shouting match and tug o war contest over a blanket. Yes, I'm serious.

So, this dinky train station is abandoned, I walk outside to look into taxis. No taxis in site. I talk to a group of Texans who are in a similar situation. They offer me a beer. What? Oh, yeah, some random guys just gave them a bag full. That's just... completely normal. I ask a German about alternative ways to get to the airport. No luck. We notice people coming and going from the parking garage entrance looking type thing about 100m away. A group of them randomly invited us to a party... located... where they came from. Not bizarre at all. The German girl goes, knowing, like me, that there is nothing else to do but sit in the train station or somewhere similar. I ask an Austrian girl about transportation to campground, no, she doesn't know, but do I want to go to a party? No, not the same party. A different one. No, I think I'll pass thanks.

So, I'm out of plans. I have resigned to sitting in the train station until the next train early the next morning. Shockingly, I get very bored very fast, not to mention annoyance of the roma arguing with each other. I have no choice but to investigate the weird parking garage party.

I approach cautiously. I enter the garage, nobody in site. Eventually, I hear a bit of a thumping. I eventually see lights coming through a door window. The music gets louder. Yes, there is really a massive party in an abandoned labarinth of stereotypical abandoned concrete structures. I really and truly cannot explain how surreal the whole situation is. It's just bizzare. They have a DJ, big projector things, improptu bars, the whole shebang. All not a quarter mile from the 2nd biggest train station in Vienna. So, I talk to the German some more, we eventually decide that the novelty is over, it's time to find an M-bassy to stay warm, or something equivalent. We find an eastern european owned cafe thing across the street. We eat french fries, the time passes, I go to the campground. Now, by the time I am there and it's set up, etc, it's about 7 am. If I slept then, my hard work to get on a perfect schedule here where I wake up around 8 pm will be completely undone. I have no choice but to do some brain dead sightseeing while desperately trying to stay awake until my NEXT bed time... and that is where I am right now. I would like to point out that I have been awake completely non stop for 33 hours... not counting the 10 seconds when I fell asleep between the stop before mine on the way to the campground and my stop, waking up with exactly enough time to have the door to my stop slam shut as I grabbed my bag and leapt towards it. Super luck.

So, itÄs about 4pm local time, I will try to make it another 4-5 hours, marking a massive personal record for time stayed up... not to mention number of crazy things happening involving german speakers in a single night.

hopefully I will get some pictures up right now... if not, then some time soon. look for the ones documenting the crazy abandoned building german party.
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louisea14
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Interesting...
Hey Little Brother,
I can't believe you've been awake that long, I would have passed out standing up. I guess if you have something interesting to distract you it helps, like maybe a foreign country. I love looking at your pictures and I can't wait to see more. That's code for take more pictures and download them into your blog. Anyway, good luck in the 'sound of music' country.
love,
Louise
PS: Thanks Karen :-)

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