Vienna, October 31, Wednesday, the last day
Oh, my goodness. I had to check to
see if I had legs or just stubs left -- still two legs -- but they are
tired. I think I have walked miles,
befpmostly looking in shops and at buildings.
I even rode the tram some.
Garrett will have to identify some of the things I took pictures
of. It was chilly, but not
uncomfortable. The trees are loosing
their leaves, the people are bundled up, Christmas decoration shopping has
started. We stopped for coffee and cake
again about noon, so I am not hungry for dinner yet. Austrians walk a lot, so, even if they eat
cake, they seem to be in pretty good shape.
It is easier to walk in Vienna than it was in Rome because the sidewalks
are smoother.
This is part of the breakfast bar we see each morning: boiled eggs, vegetable salad, tomatoes, cukes, egg salad, olives, pickles, 3 kinds of yogurt, hazelnuts, raisins, 3 kinds of cereal, several cheeses, several meats, 2 juices, coffee, tea, cocoa, several breads, butter, honey, jams
We went back to the gasthaus we have been to before for our last dinner this
trip. Both of us had the garlic cream
soup and we shared the cevapcici and fries.
It was delicious, and not too much.
Then we had to pack to go home.
We went to bed about 8:30 since our pick-up time was 3:45.
Vienna, November 1, Thursday
We got up at 3 and were ready to go in half an hour. The man at the desk fixed coffee, and the van
came by at 3:45. Making the reservations
for transportation has been worth the time and money. There has been someone there for us every
time scheduled. It took about 25 minutes
to reach the airport, and we were through the check in and security in just a
few minutes more. It was very smooth and
easy. I got some pictures out the window
on the way down into Frankfort.
In Frankfort we had to move to another terminal again and go through
security again. It went smoothly. We boarded the big bird home on time and took
off.
It was a LONG ride. My seat mate (since
I was in the middle) had been a teacher in the Greek school I went to. She taught English and ESL. The food was good and the wine was
plentiful. They even gave us Bailey’s
Irish Cream.
Houston was not fun. We had to go
through customs, get our bags and recheck them, find our terminal and wait for
the plane to Amarillo. We had been told
the flight would be late leaving, but it was on time. Carl and Celeste met us at the gate; we were
glad to see them, but didn’t stay long.
We wanted to get home! It was a
lovely trip.
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