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- Continental Breakfast
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
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... those then died of smallpox. She was one of those great leaders (up there with Elizabeth 1 of England).
We headed into the museum and paid for two audio guides. These really help paintings come alive. They usually provide commentaries on about the top 5% of the paintings and provide commentary for about 3 minutes on the painting of things we would probably have missed.
Our favourite paintings were:
... They hadn't been in Vienna for 7 years, and the crowd was more pumped than ever (even more so than the crazy Italians)! They really fed off the crowd and they played the best set list ever for 3 1/2 hours. And Eddie literally went out swinging! We went home with our ears ringing, and immediately looked up if there were still tickets and if it was doable to get to any of their other remaining European shows, but decided that we'd wait til they're back in Oz, hopefully for ...
Another really nice city, reminded me a lot of Berlin. I kept thinking I was back in Germany lol. Just had an afternoon here, so we walked around and checked out a few sites and headed to the terribly located hostel. I finally caught up on some much needed sleep. No photos because my phone is destroyed ...
... Danube, a real Austrian house with a stunning garden. After a cuppa we went off for dinner at the Lusthaus in Prater. Now, Slug did wonder what exactly what sort of a place we were going to - a house of lust? A lovely dinner was had and it was great to catch up with Brookie. After dinner, it was a quick hop skip and a jump on the tram and underground and we were back home in no ...
... gives it a good run for its money. We arrive later than planned, by which point coachloads of tourists are being disgorged into the grounds, just as the ticket office’s self-service machines all break down. While I wrestle with the automated nightmare Coman joins a huge snaking queue for the desks, reaching them well ahead of the IT consultant appearing to deal with scores of frustrated tourists voicing their displeasure in a myriad of languages.