One Beautiful 88th Weekend

Saturday morning, after struggling to be alive, I got up and did laundry (dude I gotta blog about this, its important!) and then, before meeting Omama for a birthday dinner (yeah I know, it seems like shes been celebrating for a week straight, but if I was turning 88, hell I would too), I took a trip to see the Belvedere in the sun. Originally built for Prince Eugene (a FRENCH military genius that fought for Austria – think about that!), it has changed hands a million times, but is still the resting place and original location of a lot of Gustav Klimt’s work, most importantly (or should I say most well known) the Kiss. But I didn’t actually go and see it because there weren’t any other exhibitions on in the galleries so I’ll go back in July. Anywho, it was amazingly warm (finally!) and I got some sweet pics.

Typical Belvedere shot. But it is kind of known for its many Sphinx.

The upper and lower palaces don’t seem so ornate from the get go, but once you get closer, the interiors are super sculpted.

And this little guy, I couldn’t resist him. Yeah I’m talking about sculpture. I need friends.

Hello Ladies.

So after checking that out and doing a little shopping, I packed my stuff and took the tram to the Sudtiroler platz (Rosemary, remember the Wurststand there? Yeah, I totally at a Wurst there.) to board a bus to Hornstein.

And Voila! Had dinner with Omama and visited some of her good friends with her:

What up, g?

That evening I went to a Mexicanafest with Stef, Dani, and Inge in the nearby dorf of Oslip. I was totally prepared for some salsa, bachata, merengue, etc. But no, it turns out the only mexican thing was a giant bottle of corona, and the surplus of tequila. And surplus of Austrian teenage punks. Haha, it was a good time though, I really enjoyed the company.

Viva Mexico??

Amigos

Dani and Inge

Okay, I seriously have to get to work…. BYE!