That’s what the weather report said, but maybe the graphic which showed raindrops was more correct. We had a somewhat slow start today, actually sleeping in until 9:30 despite the sound of garbage and delivery trucks on the street below. The muffled sound of voices at the cafés lulled us to sleep last night but the sound of someone talking very loudly at 3:00 am wasn’t as welcome. Memories of a similar happening in London 15 years ago and the joys of staying in an older hotel without air conditioning.
We decided to do a walking tour first and then planned to watch Seigfreid by Wagner at the opera house free outdoor presentation. The tour was about an hour through the inner part of Vienna – highlighting some of the churches, fountains, and special establishments. We learned about the real Sacher Hotel, home of the Sacher Torte and Dremel’s the oldest coffee house in Vienna. We also saw the newest condos in downtown Vienna – 31,000€ per square meter. That’s $3M for a 1000 sq ft apartment. No idea what the condo fees would be monthly, but I guess we don’t need to know since the guide said all the units are sold.
Just as we returned to the Opera House, the heavens opened and the rain poured down. We spent about 45 minutes waiting under the porch for the rain to abate enough so we could get back to the hotel. George’s observation was that rain makes people happy since everyone had a grin or smile on their face as they dodged their way through the rain to the safety of our porch. Since everything was very wet at this point, we decided a rest before dinner was in order.
Dinner was traditional Wiener schnitzel at a little cafe next door. The maître d’ is out there each time we pass and we told him yesterday that we’d be back to see him one night. Tonight was the night. Vienna dining is very reminiscent of Melbourne…much of it al fresco with the requisite good natured attempt to convince you to eat at their establishment. After dinner we walked over to the Opera House and managed about 3 minutes before the rain started again. This time we decided dessert was in order so enjoyed the real Sacher Torte accompanied by coffee/hot chocolate. Now home to watch a soccer game with German commentary!
obviously only the millionaires can live in small quarters! horrendous