10: Vienna.

Last weekend I went to Vienna with my roommate, Jillian. We flew into the airport in Bratislava, Slovakia and spent roughly four days knocking around the city. I saw the Leopold museum, got lost going to the Sigmund Freud Museum, the Danube canals (one at 2 pm, the other at 12:30 am...lovely), drank a lot of coffee and wore out a pair of boots. Yes, I know. I am so hardcore that I walked around nearly all Saturday--from 12:30 pm until 2:30 am, stopping only a few times for sustenance and obviously, a break from pounding the pavement.

Pictures here. I don't really feel like writing more about it because we missed our flight on the way back because I am an idiot and cost both of us about $230 bucks and I'm really not happy about that because that's probably going to mean I can't go to Sweden. Suffice it to say that I keep forgetting that everything in Europe is in military time, and so the flight that I thought was at 10 pm was actually at 10 am. Yeah. Real smart, G. I'm trying to remember that I am lucky that I am in London and that there is plenty for me to do here, but my head is spinning with the loss of that much money. : [ Bad day for me, boo hoo.

Anyway, you jerks who I've written post cards and still not gotten a response from: if you don't write back, you don't get more! Come on, guys. It's been over a month. You don't want to make me sad, do you? Do you?