Oktoberfest

After Graz, our Orientation program tried to keep us busy. On Monday we toured the Belvedere, another palace in Vienna that has been converted into museum space for fine art. Naturally, after all of our other events, the Tuesday talk from the WU librarian about how to take out books was underwhelming… We all needed the rest though! A nasty cold caught seemingly everyone in the program, so the lecture theatre rang with the sound of sniffles. Needless to say, there were some quieter days of attempted recuperation in the hopes of being hale and hearty for OKTOBERFEST.

The trip: depart Wednesday evening on an overnight train, arrive Thursday morning and attend the festivities, train home to Vienna

I heard reports of individuals saying their cough medicine interacted strangely with the alcohol. I was healthy at this point, but still could not finish all the beer included with my tickets (there were obliging friends to help remedy that situation). Only two of the one hundred and fifty who arrived on Thursday morning failed to make it back to the train in the evening. This was probably a win for the organizers, considering.

And, in a lame conclusion, the return accident… In reaching the UBahn platform once we returned to Vienna, I tripped and stubbed my toe. Relatively certain it is broken, as this post is being written a week after the fact. (Still sore, and now in technicolour!)