Vienna. I would so like to put some pictures up. Vienna is quite lovely. As you'd expect from the hub of a massive empire, money was not in short supply during much of its history. And because it has had many glorious successes, it is not dependent on a single entity for its self-promotion (pay attention Mozart-salesmen in Salzburg).
Tonight, I'm going to be terribly touristy and listen to a highlights package of Viennese music. Your mocking is expected, but it means nothing to me. The rhythm is calling.
Good day, all told. Saw many sights and spent a lot of time admiring art (despite the disappointing Bosch) in the Art History museum. It is an impressive town, but, like some other places, not a place I'd like to call home. It's a big city. Munich is the biggest city I've felt really comfortable in.
Bratislava (briefly) and Budapest tomorrow. Busy, busy, busy...
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Someone has to sasy it, and it might as well be:
This means nothing to me...
Was I too subtle?
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