Vienna was extra-special. It was a long 5 hour drive…sometimes at 100mph in a Mercedes sedan…in a driving rainstorm that whitened my knuckles clinging to the leather seats….but oh…Vienna. A truely beautiful city in the meeting of the Old and New. Seeing KundstHause Wien and Hundertwasser House were absolutely like “Going to the Chapel”….the whole time Jimmy Ray stayed to himself as Richard, Niharika, Hans, and myself marvelled in the joyous architecture that this man left behind. It was raining during our whole stay there, but quite frankly it did not matter and we ate and ate and ate. We were only there for a little over 24 hours, but my heart will always remember this lovely city….even the late night beers with the Russian pencil sales people in the hotel bar was….mah-velous..Love to all!! Before I forget; The Pope was there….the closest we got was a subway poster. Bulletin: Lolita gets a free facial next time in San Miguel for revisiting this blog. Does anyone know Patrice’s address in Mexico City? Also Carol gets the loyalty award because Patzky and Slidell can’t read… 
ooooh, I see that nasty cig. I can almost smell the offensive odor.
Love the “singin’ in the rain” shot, those columns are beee-u-tiful…