Camels and Tacos: Vienna is more than just a sausage

We went to Austria to see kangaroos and didn't find a single one, so we had to settle on stuff like museums, food, wine, Viennale (international film festival), amusement parks, snow, and the like. A word to the wise, Vienna has many bank holidays so we felt a little slighted that many places were closed...check in advance before you go. We traveled with our friends MJ, Jill and El and stayed in a flat just a ten-minute walk outside the mix. Our neighborhood was very local so we avoided the tourist prices inside the city's center.

Freddie Mercury plane, you know it was going to be a good trip.

There are always two sides to an argument.

El with her new friend at Stadpark

We'll have none of that here!

You poop you pay.

Speaks for itself.

Now this is a meal.

Ditto

Belvedere

Belvedere grounds

Ana pointed out that I walked past Michael Caine on the way to the gallery. He was hiding under a baseball hat. I have a knack for missing famous people. A boy and his pet rat is your consolation prize.

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Karlsplatz area

The local watering hole near our flat. Had a 50's rock and roll theme with LPs and 45 rpm records scattered on the walls. When Ana and I walked in the first night, everything sort of came to a halt, as in "you ain't from around here" then everyone went back to their business.

The man on the right had a little too much to drink and decided to sit at our table. We encounter this scenario often. The first thing that usually comes out of the drunk's mouth is an I hate America monologue with a solid "but I like you" ending.

We tried to visit the Naschmarkt but it was pouring rain and dodging umbrellas wasn't much fun so we settled on this and glass of vino from the Burgenland region.

You gotta like the scene of kids playing between the legs of a giant naked man cutout while mom watches. A clear sign that we're no longer in the Middle East.

We had just passed a family eating pomegranates like an apple. I should have taken a photo of them instead.

Lunch

Hal Hartley was in town for the Vienna Film festival (Viennale) showing his latest release Meanwhile.

Dinner for two

Poor MJ was sick for the entire trip and even went to the hospital. So all y'all who think European healthcare is some free socialist deal, lets see how you feel paying 150 euros for 10-minute talk with the doctor.

Back at the bar for a nightcap and a new friend who didn't think America sucks. We chatted about punk rock, art, and he taught me about the history of the bar/social club.

A local drink served by a cigarette smoking moustache wearing bartender...the way it should be.

Dig the label.

Breakfast of champions.

Uriana film house. We saw the film Wadjda-(Taken from the Viennale website) Wadjda is a 11-year-old girl living in a suburb of Riyadh, the capital of Saudi Arabia. Although she lives in a conservative world, Wadjda is fun loving, entrepreneurial and always pushing the boundaries of what she can get away with. After a fight with her friend Abdullah, a neighborhood boy she shouldn’t be playing with, Wadjda sees a beautiful green bicycle for sale. She wants the bicycle desperately so that she can beat Abdullah in a race. But Wadjda’s mother won’t allow it, fearing repercussions from a society that sees bicycles as dangerous to a girl’s virtue.
“I’m so proud to have shot the first full-length feature ever filmed entirely inside the Kingdom. I hope the film offers a unique insight into my own country and speaks of universal themes of hope and perseverance that people of all cultures can relate to.” (Haifaa Al Mansour)