Last Day in Vienna

June 9, 2005 – 8:50 AM, Vienna, Austria

I’m sitting here waiting for Kathy to get ready so we can go downstairs to the breakfast buffet. We’ve had no luck finding out whether this breakfast is complimentary or not. (As yesterday has proven, our cash situation is…or soon will be…in dire straits.) So, a complimentary breakfast would be greatly appreciated. Otherwise, we’re going to have to go seek out a decently priced (yeah, right!) pastry shop. Anyway, what’s really important is coffee—and we’re certainly not going to that Espresso place that charged almost 3 Euros for a very tiny latte.

Well, I slept like a rock last night. The bed was comfortable, and as I remember from my past visits to Austria and Germany, there was one of those soft, warm eiderdowns on the bed. Kathy woke me up about two in the morning, asking if I was awake and could she open a window because she was burning up. I mumbled something and vaguely remember her stumbling over to the window. Went back to sleep and had vivid dreams—good ones—up until I reluctantly opened my eyes at 7:40. I could’ve slept for at least a couple more hours, but the day is wasting, and it’s our last one here in Vienna. I want to explore. We’re planning to jump on the #71 tram and see where it takes us. We don’t have to be at the Sudbohnhof until around 7:30, so we have plenty of time. We’re going to try to stop in at the gasthaus where we met Biergette last night, and get her picture.