Ohhhhh VIENNA. Yass you tell them Midge Ure. I've not been able to get this song out of my head since I got here, that and Rock You Amadeus by Falco. Both are massive tunes though so it's no biggy.
Again I was out the door early, so many sights to see, so little time. When I say sights to see, I didn't actually have any in mind I just decided to wander about the city. I couldn't think of anything famous from here bar those mental horse shows.
I spent a few hours lazily walking about, checking out the usual array of awesome buildings, churches etc, when I came to a stark realisation. Somehow I'd booked another hostel in the middle of the red light district. This is getting ridiculous. Thankfully (or not, depending on how you look at it) I was walking about in the afternoon so wasn't propositioned.
Oh no. What's this I see up ahead? Another new footlocker, this time with 3 floors? I just spent £40 on a hoody damnit if I have to buy more stuff I'll be bankrupt by the time I hit Venice. I diligently went in for a look and somehow managed to resist the urge to buy, I had to call on never before used stores of willpower to do it though.
I also took a break in a park and had a seat and a hot dog. It was good.
I eventually got back to the hostel and decided I had nothing better to do than sit in the bar all night drinking, so that's exactly what I did. I ended up pretty steaming which wasn't very bright as I had a train to catch the next morning to Munich, which would be infinitely more difficult to catch if I was hungover. Still no point making things easy for myself, a good challenge should keep me on my toes!
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