A day spent at the Prater. I did not know they celebrate Octoberfest early in Austria.
Dwana found the 2nd hand childrens clothing store. Viena found a pair of roller-blades. Ezra found all the toys in our new place. Everyone is quite content here in the chilly grey city of Old Town Vienna. We are staying in District II but we move to District I tomorrow. I love having a fresh bread shop at the bottom of the stairs. Dangerously close. Viena and I smelled the fresh bread as soon as we reached the street on our early morning walk together. Ezra and Viena have been in a Christmas playland since a little bo lives here. We saw the big Ferris Wheel. Maybe we will go there later. After Viena and Ezra played in the inside playland, we went on a walk to the Kettlemarket. Lots of locals out at the market buying fruits and vegetables, flowers, honey, bread and cheese. Viena has been asking for rollerblades – forever – since her last pair “disappeared” in Maui. So when we finally found one s her size at the second hand store we had to buy them. The small things that bring big smiles. So now smiling Viena is rollerblading the streets of Vienna. She loves rollerblading the wide sidewalks smooth sidewalks of Vienna. We have not had these wide sidewalks in a while. Quite a change from the scooter driver sidewalks of Kuala Lumpur. Vienna is colder , but not biting cold, even with sprinkles of rain falling from the grey sky. We walked to the Prater and rode the Ferris Wheel (Foley), bumper cars (Ezra), Roller Coaster (Viena) and the Train (Dwana) Entertainment for all. Ezra loved the bumper cars. He wanted to ride again. Viena loved the roller coaster. She wanted to ride again. Dwana loved all the warm clothes the kids were wearing from the 2nd hand store. The afternoon sun was shining through the clouds on the Ferris wheel. Lots of Austrian out having an early start to Octoberfest in September on a Saturday night. We have not seen all the open-drinking in a while. Not in Bali (KUTA BEACH exception). Not in Thailand. Not in Malaysia. Not in Borneo. Not in Sri Lanka. and especially not in JORDAN. We are in Austria – land of the big mugs. In Austria, in the crowds, I am not as easy to sopt as I was when walking around the streets of SE ASIA. Not many children out today. Those children who were out had their own wheels – stroller.
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