This is an unfinished blog, and probably wont ever be finished. It’s been sitting in the queue for awhile…
Long story short in regards to the holy water, I basically bathed in it when I got to a church in Vienna.
We left on Monday from Prague and took 3 trains to Graz, Austria. Met up with a friend, drank some whiskey and did some night exploring around town. We spent a lot of time by the river, all talking and dipping our feet in. The night wasn’t too cold and it was worth a scraped hand on the rocks. I also happened to get a little too drunk and fall off of a statue/fountain about 3 feet up. I just wanted to lay there and die, but friends will be friends, and they made sure to get me off of the wet ground. We eventually wandered into a cool tavern before heading back to the flat for sleeps. It was a long day.
The next day we headed to Gösting, not too far out from the city center by bus. The day was cold, but it was bearable. We started hiking up and up and up towards the ruins of Gösting Castle. Halfway up it started to rain, snow and sleet. It felt good on my face. Kept my hung-over out of shape body cool. By the time we reached the top, the snow had stopped. We wandered around the ruins and found a pub at the very top with the most incredible view. We sat outside there, talked with the locals and chatted about life while admiring the castle cats that were leaping around on the trees. We watched the sky and could see the rain starting to come again, so we left back to Graz city center.
Once we got there, we had “kebobs”. Those things are freaking everywhere in Austria and Prague. They’re cheap, but delicious. We headed to the clock tower on Schlossberg hill afterwards to look at more views of the city. You can see from my featured picture on this post, that the staircase to it was quite intense. Actually it’s not as intimidating as it looks. The views are amazing, the clock tower has a great story, and there’s even a beautiful garden at the top.
Over the next few days, we had a party and a few nights of hibernating from the cold weather. On Friday morning we left Graz and headed to Vienna for the day. No plans except to the Wittgenstein House to view the architecture of Paul Engelmann with meticulous touches from philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein. Afterwards we wandered and wandered and wandered. Vienna is much bigger than I have ever imagined. Our first stop was Belvedere Palace which we just happen to stumble upon. It’s beautiful, big and has some crazy history to it.