Day 6: rise and shine!
8:30 doesn't seem like it would be early, but when your days are jam packed, you really start to crave some sleep. But hey, sleep is for the weak. And why sleep when you are in EUROPE?
So we got up out of our heavenly beds and had breakfast at the hotel. Everything here is 65x classier than normal life. So when I say breakfast at the hotel, it was more like dining with the queen in the breakfast hall.
We don't waste any time around here, and as soon as we were done eating we were off to explore the streets of Vienna! It is absolutely insane how many people are in this city and it amazes me that I have not seen 1 crash because like I have said already.. European drivers are crazy than in Mexico. And Mexico can be pretty crazy. But it's such a dream to watch all of these nicely dressed people swerving in and out of traffic on vespas on their way to work. Lol I don't even want a car anymore, I want a vespa. We toured the city on foot and via horse carriage for a total of 6 hours today. We went inside cathedrals and walked the shopping alleys and literally saw anything and everything. Don't get me wrong, I love walking and walking and walking, but when we rode in the horse drawn carriage, I wasn't even mad. Life is literally a fairytale here. It's also extremely nice to have a personal tour guide aka my uncle. He has lived in Austria his whole life so he knows all the tricks and places to go where only the native people are and tourists don't even know about. Oh yeah, the tourists! Oh my goodness, the streets are PACKED with all these people from different countries waddling around in groups following their tour guide that holds a little flag. It's actually quite funny. They all have maps and fans and disposable cameras so you can definitely point out the tourists. (I've actually been asked multiple times if I'm German, so I guess my backpack, camera, and the confused look on my face doesn't give the 'American tourist' impression. Siiiick ya?) I'm practically a native.

My uncle is the funniest 6'5", white (realllly white) skinned, Austrian man. He schedules out each minute of the day and he doesn't fill us in on what we are doing until right before. After touring the streets he said (in his heavy German accent): next, we will go get something to drink and maybe some cream (ice cream), and then we will take the train back to our hotel where we will rest until quarter past 4. And then, I will fetch the car, and you will meet in the lobby. And then we will go to the Prater (amusement park) and we will ride some rides and get sick. And then we will eat some supper and then I don't know what we will do. Maybe go to a night club. And then, and then, and then.. Oh geez I love that man. So that is exactly what we did in that order. (Except for the night club sadly.) we went to 'Mozart Cafe' and had raspberry lemonade and banana splits made from the hands of angels, and then we went and took power naps and then we were off to the Prater! Now this was my favorite part of the day. Yeah sure, touring 2000 year old cathedrals are fun and all, but rollercoasters are where the real fun is @@@@. The only downside of being in Europe and not having someone my age with me is that I had no one to ride roller coasters with. But ayyyy, that didn't stop me. The place where we were at looked like a carnival, but the more we walked around, it was like a classy European lagoon. We ate dinner there and it wasn't your amusement park hamburgers and chicken fingers, noooo way. It was a sit down, novel menu, fancy breadstick kinda place. We ate until we couldn't eat anymore and that was the perfect way to end another perfect day here in Europe.