After a wild Birthday in Prague, and dancing all till 6 AM in a five story club next to the St. Charles bridge we met up with our old friend Brett and his trusty Ford Focus which would hopefully take us to Austria. We decided that driving straight through lacked the excitement that we were used to, and we chose to stop for lunch in Slovakia's capital city of Bratislava, a town famous for beautiful women and apple strudel...unfortunately we couldn't find any strudel.
We continued onward toward Austria, arriving in Vienna a short while later. We got completely lost trying to find our hostel, and when we finally arrived, they told us there was a two night minimum stay...this didn't jive with our plans, as we had to meet Massimo in Italy the following day. I found a computer in the corner with a train schedule, and asked Smith how he felt about leaving in 3 hours.
We decided it was our best option, and that Austria would have to wait for the opportunity to fully experience Josh and Smith. "Brett! Take us to the Sudbanhof!!!" (south train station) I purchased our tickets with a credit card that's balance is about to reach the stratosphere, and we waited for our train.
In the station, we bought a stick of Vienna's finest Sausage, and a liter of wine, and proceeded to entertain ourselves with the "International Caps Championship." If you don't know what that is, ask any college student, or Tyler. Smith won as usual, but I put up a helluva fight. We boarded our trian with a Hungarian family, had a lesson in Hungarian and passed out in a way that a contortionist would have been impressed by.
We woke up at 3am after the air conditioning was turned off and hopped off at Venice's Maestro train station where we would wait for Massimo to arrive around 8am. Little did we know this train station was not like the indoor station in Vienna, but very much outdoors. We dawned our best transient apparel and slept on a bench in-between tracks 2 and 3.
Sunrise came quickly, and we began our futile attempts to contact Massimo. Sure wish my cell phone wasn't in a ditch on the side of the road in Cambodia... Luckily, Massimo arrived at 8:15AM and drove us to his house in the Italain alps, a town called Seguizino.
More later, our new girlfriends are taking us out for happy hour. Things are going quite swimmingly.
- Josh
2 comments:
Josh-Probably shouldn't tell you this but Massimo wanted to loan you a car while you were in Italy. I told him no cars or motorcycles. The Italians are the craziest drivers in the world and I didn't want you and Smith out their mixing it up with them. I did tell him that an introduction to a couple of "hot" Italian girls would be OK. Sold the Excursion today, you'll be back walking on your next visit to Newport Beach. Love you...... BIG DOG alias......dad
I'm never telling you my travel plans agian.
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