I’ve always been a romantic at heart. Besides Paris, I’ve always imagined 18th Century Vienna as one of the most romantic cities on earth.
When the hubby asked me where we should go for a weekend break, there was no doubt in my mind that Vienna was the destination.
I planned the weekend in minute detail. I memorised Google Maps’ Street view of Vienna and outlined our weekend by the hour; visiting all the most romantic places I could fit into the walking distance from our hotel. It was truly exciting to learn so much about the Viennese culture beforehand.
I made lists of lists. I detailed every path and exit we had to take (if you think it is overkill, think again: I get lost following a SatNav!). Looked at menus of different restaurants and even studied a map of the airport terminal to determine the quickest way to get an Über to the hotel.
To say that our visit was a slight disappointment is somewhat of an understatement…
rained poured! The whole Saturday. All that planning mostly washed away – well almost: I knew the umbrellas were going to come in handy!
In my next post I’ll tell you all about our Viennese experience!
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