Italy trip, Done: Home in Vienna

Donnerstag, 28 März


 Perhaps the worst part of taking the night train was the fact they checked tickets at all hours of the night (1am, 4am), and my German speaking cabin buddies felt the need to chat all night, which means I got little solid sleep. However, I woke up to a breathtaking view of dawn in the Alps.

First thing, I head off to Vienna's Ostermarkt (Easter Market). I was greeted by this weather:

Not quite so Springy as Rome.

 But there were eggs. Many!

The most big ass pretzels I've ever seen. So I bought one.

Finally, made a big ass batch of risotto that lasted me all week:

Mmm, mmm, mmm!

Oh, and that night I jammed with a Hurdy Gurdy player and learned how to Bouree. Wohoo!