I was pretty excited to take the Danube ferry from Bratislava to Vienna. In retrospect I don't know why I got so hyped for a mode of transportation that was a half hour longer and five euros more expensive than th train. It rained the whole time and this stretch of the Danube isn't the most picturesque in Europe, even if it is one of the most integral. The Danube flows through ten countries and has another eight in it's drainage basin. The river's historical importance was evident in the industrial factories and warehouses along its shores. In Budapest I could practically see the riverside markets and traders unloading foreign goods a century or so ago before trains took over. All said, however, I think I may have appreciated the river more from a highspeed train.
I don't feel qualified to comment on Vienna as a city. I didn't give it a fair chance-staying less than 24 hours in a world-class capital city. The old town had several museums and incredible buildings, but I didn't explore any beyond a fleeting snap of my camera. I got the feeling that there's a ton to see and do in Vienna if you're there for a week, but if you're only there for a night or two, you don't know where to start.
...so I skipped town in a converted Ford transit with three Aussies in the front seat and three Americans as cargo. It was the type of plan that could only be hatched after the right mix of Pilsner Urquell and VB .
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