Vienna: Sans Coffee & Cake

My love affair with Austria began in the autumn of 2013 when I arrived in Nizhny Novgorod, Russia to attend language courses. While staying in the university dormitory, I was lucky enough to befriend a group of Austrians, three of whom would later host me in their homes the following winter.

During the 12 days or so in the land of the much loved ‘bonsa’, I was given a unique ‘private tour’ of each of the trio’s hometowns, and thus never set foot in Vienna city centre. Odd, I know, to have visited a country so extensively, yet not even know how tap water tastes in its capital. (For the record, it tastes splendid.)

For a few days, I was in Austria again, in Wien—its luxurious capital—for business and not pleasure, at least not officially.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Having arrived at just past 10 a.m. on Sunday, I did have time to walk around the ringed city centre, and more, after concluding a much anticipated first meeting with ‘the boss’, a nice guy who calls me “dude”.

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