Vienna's City Streets

consist of cobblestone and layered clothing... which I do not layer... I went out in a dress and sandals today with a sweater on, obviously I got some stares.  After uncontrollably passing out  in the airport and having French men laugh at me I got on my plane to Vienna from Paris.  The flight attendants have pink hats and are really good looking? weird.  My day in Paris was so exhausting that I again passed out. It was so bad that I couldnt even keep my eyes open for the people that were trying to get into the seats next to me.  Rude American. 

So... my day in Paris. I had an uneventful day but it was interesting.  I had one man tell me he was in love with me and give me a bag with two odd earings in it and a gold pin that originally had a stone in it of some sort but now the latches are bent.  Needless to say the items are still in the baggy.  After walking around the city taking photos and people watching, I got on my train to CDG 4 hours before my flight actually took off.  On the train, I met 4 young men that told me I was absolutely gorgeous and that they wanted to come to Vienna with me... Parisian men love to compliment, and I cant say that I dont appreciate it! I told the one boy Hazam that I liked his bracelet and he proceeded to give it to me... all I had to give him was a small black hair tie that I wore as a bracelet... not exactly an equal trade but I will forever remember these boys and their attempts to communicate with an ignorant girl from America that couldnt speak a lick of French.  Overall the end of my day was filled with laughs which I appreciated.  

Waking up on the flight as we were landing felt like DEATH but I survived.  No passport check? Kinda bummed that I dont have a stamp but that's okay.  I took a mercedes to the house... not a typical cab to me, but hey it was classy! Once I got to the flat Josh and my sister's fiancee Marc were waiting for me to go get some drinks.  We headed out and on my 3 hours of sleep in 30 hours I drank 3 glasses of wine and some peanuts which gave me enough energy for the trek around Vienna.  It is silent city on a Monday night but we managed to get drinks at a dive bar that had pteradyctl and stalactites (cone shapes coming from the cieling like a cave).  Marc attempted to take my sister Anda here and I guess she was gone within the first minute.  I dont blame her, but it definiately a place that my friends and I would hang out regularly.  For all my Boulder people... it was our new downer! Following our bar hop, we went to a Weiner stand and got a Curry Weiner and a regular sausage... which were undoubtablly the most delicious weiners I have ever had.  After that we came home to eat more... Josh and I almost polished off the only food we have in the flat... Nutella and bread.  I then took a much needed shower after two full days of traveling.  We passed out and I slept for a solid 12 hours, waking up at 3pm.  Which takes me back to my original point of my post.. that I wasnt dressed like most of the people out on the cobblestone streets this afternoon.  This evening we are heading to dinner with Anda and Marc and then hopefully exploring the city to find some more dive bars with pteradyctles hanging from the cieling and tagging on the walls.  WHICH by the way... graffiti in Europe is no joke! I have found some really remarkable pieces that I cannot wait to share, with those of you who are into graffti as an art form. 

Off to get some more Weiners. Have a Good evening Friends.