Dinner #252: 9/4/2013

Well, the good news is my leg was magically cured by an amazing Austrian physiotherapist. So that was good. Then we caught a train to Vienna. Vienna pretty much rules. We had wurst from a wurst stand. Curry wurst in fact. And damn good.



Our “proper” dinner was at and Italian restaurant near the apartment we are staying in. I had pasta with lots of garlic and Steve had a pizza. The waiter was surly, but the food was tasty.




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