Wien

I love this town, even when it is frigid cold and pitch dark by 4pm. Arriving here on Monday was like returning to one's college campus years after graduation. The elegant stately buildings are still here. The sounds are the same. The faces vaguely familiar. But like any lost time, it holds something sad in its return. Memory is a tricky mistress. I love the memories, but not sure I want to reconnect on Facebook. I'm using an iPad so I'm not yet sure how to add photos.