Day 3

Lipidzoners?

Fruhstuck

Dark over Danube

Euro breakfast. With big Jim from Milwaukee of whom Rick Steves would be so proud. Attacked public transport with a sense of determination. Rode the number 6 tram to Reanimated Bikes. Arrived at 8:30; they open at 10. Boarded the number 49 tram eastbound to the edge of grand old Hapsburgian Vienna. Saw a small herd of white horses and uniformed (hot?) riders farting around in a park. Running out of phone juice (not wise) so grabbed a couple subways back to Hostel Ruth to recharge and recoup. Stopped in the Westbahnhof mall complex - my hood - to snare some sweet no sock socks and a couple other items at the Muller store. After juice-up must sally out again to Reanimate.
Returning to Reanimate, a deal is made for a Reanimated Scott bicycle to rent for more or less 6 weeks for 180€ mit die owner Peter Pluhar who may be something of a bike Mensch. It is an interesting but not foreseen thing. Vie must bait und zee.
Other wise I rode the trains to the elegant horse-drawn precincts of the old city and across the Donau itself where the Romans and the Visigoths faced-off under Boadica or maybe Alaric. There was lightning up river.