When my mom was young, her parents worked for the US State Department. As a result, she spent most of her childhood traveling from one country to the next, instilling in her a love for travel and adventure that she still has to this day. A few years ago she mentioned wanting to take a vacation with the family to one of her favorite cities that she lived in growing up: Vienna, Austria. Unfortunately it was too expensive for the whole family to travel across the world and too hard to fit into everyone’s schedules, so we never got to go on that vacation. The idea stayed in my head however, and now that I have the means to travel on my own I decided to take a Vienna vacation for myself.
On Friday, December 2, I boarded a plane from Dulles to Vienna knowing absolutely no German and having booked nothing but a (very nice, very well researched) hotel room near the city’s Museumsquartier. I didn’t really have any plans whatsoever. I hadn’t picked out any sites I wanted to see (except a single museum), and I knew almost nothing about the city itself. All