The flight was smooth and we stopped in Shannon Ireland to refuel. There were some beautiful wool sweaters but I simply can’t lug any more clothes around! We landed around noon and tourist information said all youth hostels were full. So I ended up camping in a beautiful suburb about 5 kms from the city centre. Being afflicted by jet lag I went to a nearby store for bread and cheese. It doesn’t take long to acustomize yourself to this low budget meal. I had a hot shower. Yes this is Austria the land of hot showers and good milk! I sat in the afternoon sun and ate my early supper and crashed out in my tent and slept for 12 hours.
22May1975: Vienna, Austria: The Hungarians Have My Passport!
Up to a sunny day and yes more bread and cheese! Took the 49 tram into the city and I went to the Hungarian embassy and completed my application for my visa. But I had to leave my passport behind for a day which makes me uneasy. Like East Berlin you must exchange money in advance based on so many dollars a day. You get a voucher for the amount which you must go to a bank in Hungary to get Hungarian currency. What bureaucracy! My German is basic and their English was worse.
What an incredibly beautiful city and as it was the capital of the Austro-Hungarian Empire that’s to be expected. It started to rain and I was pinned down but it stopped and I headed back to my suburban palace. Had dinner and baby it just poured, it poured. Thank goodness for my new tent!
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