Oh…excited! We’re off to Vienna today! It’s eluded us for years, tucked away as it is, in the far east of Austria, never quite on prior paths. And it’s as if everyone caught up in […]
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2019 Day 51 – Still in Vienna
The morning is an exercise in logistics and linguistics. We’ve located the hospital I’ve been referred to, navigate our way there on the train, then translate through its maze of departments to arrive at the […]
2019 Day 49 – Tulln
The morning brings rain. It’s a good a day as any to be on the road – it’s time to leave the peace of the Wachau Valley. The drive out is surprisingly busy, even if […]
2019 Day 48 – Another day in Wachau
We’re full of resolve today. A healthy day we say: a light lunch, definitely no eating out. And starting as we mean to go on, we start the day with a walk through Weissenkirchen in […]
2019 Day 47 – Wachau Valley
I’m not sure we’re the day went: in between bit of a late start, a lazy lunch, a wine tasting and a few walks, it’s somehow slipped through our fingers. We barely travel 20 kilometres, […]
2019 Day 46 – The Danube
With a little insider knowledge from a wine man at Dan Murphys, we’re heading towards the Wachau valley along the Danube. It’s been designated a UNESCO World Heritage area and is also one of Austrias […]
2019 Day 45 – Admont Abbey
I’ve been doing a little research on the Abbey overnight and have a game plan for this morning, focussing on the library, its crowning glory. With day tours coming from Vienna, I’m intent on seeing […]
2019 Day 44 – Meandering through the Austrian alps
We start the morning with a hike. Sounds much more impressive than a walk, but we’re in the mountains, so a hike it is. It’s a glorious day to be surrounded by spruce, gorgeous views […]
2019 Day 43 – Seckauer Alpen
After yesterday’s trauma, it’s a sober start to the day. It’s taking a bit of courage to move past the safe haven of having a hospital nearby. Himself has a trip planned into the Austrian […]
2019 Day 42 – The eyes have it
A rather scary start to the day, which actually started the evening before. Picture this: I’m watching a movie late into the evening, minding my own business, when a mystery object passes through my vision. […]
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