Vienna on a Sunday morning

Susan it's 7 o'clock get up. Miss Anna in all her glory is waking me up... Please take note that she's been up for 45 minutes and still not ready. Finally after 15 minutes I get up, get ready, sit on the bed and wait another 10 minutes for Anna. She claims she thought I was still doing stuff… Not.

We head to the Underground station and like the old pros that we are get our 2- day ticket. We get off at Stephensplatz and feel so good because we actually know our way around. The streets are deserted. I guess nothing's open on Sunday. We went into the cathedral and I light my usual candle for my honey.

We finally find a cute little cafe and have breakfast and then head over to the Spanish Riding School to see the lippenzaners. We get to the ticket office and are told....you're 2 hours early...wait a minute...it's 10 o'clock is aid...no said Klaus...it's 9. Did you forget to change the time we asked. No Klaus said 'we don't do that till the end of March'. Thanks Anna, I could've had another hour sleep. No problem will watch the horse carriages clomping by and the bedecked vendors hawking tickets for the concert tonite. I'm going to try and photo bomb the hawker.