I’ve been in Vienna three days now…wait, make that four. As you may have suspected, none of the dire things I was worried about came to pass.
I got an aisle seat on my overnight flight. I couldn’t sleep anyway, but not because I was worried about climbing over someone to go to the bathroom.
My luggage didn’t get lost. It’s heavy, but I’m glad I packed all the stuff I did because the weather changes every day.
My CD player died, but I can listen to the books that I loaded on my tablet.
I was exhausted the first day, but not incapable of speech and if I didn’t make sense everyone I met was too polite to mention it. Of course you can get away with a lot when you’re with people for whom English is a second language. And who knows how many people now believe there’s an odd Arizonan dialect?
I couldn’t figure out how to use the shower at first. I called the front desk. I couldn’t find the electrical outlets in the bathroom (they have little white covers on them, which I thought were decorative). I finally plugged the hotel hairdryer into a lamp and dried my hair blind. Notice that I haven’t posted any selfies.
I’ve gotten lost several times, both while on foot and while on public transportation. Eventually I managed to find my way to my appointments and/or back to my room.
Stuff happened. I panicked. I got over it. Lather, rinse, repeat.
I’ve been on the go since I arrived — so much so I haven’t had time to sort out my impressions. I”ll just post a few pictures of what I’ve eaten. They need little explanation.
Okay, and one peek at where I’ve been spending a bit of time:
To be continued…here or there.