Worn out and Restored

4/12/08

Worn out and Restored.

If you’re reading this blog and actually paying attention to the dates upon which I actually composed them, you’ll see that everything since we first went to Germany has been written in the last couple of nights, which will lead you to the question: What’s up? Nothing to do at night in Vienna besides write in your stupid journal?

Well, sure, I’m certain there would have been plenty to do at night in Vienna. The truth is that we simply couldn’t handle it. We’ve been Power Tourists for the past three weeks solid. Our Keene’s have clocked several sightseeing miles every day. Not that we’re afraid of public transportation, we’ve made it a point to do a subway or tram trip in every city. On the other hand we’ve got somewhat of an unofficial policy that if we possibly CAN walk a route, we do. We love discovering small, weird, hidden away gems that can only be found by keeping a walking pace. So we walk. And we still cover quite a bit of ground.

The presence of our wonderful – fun impro friends in both Hamburg and Berlin also meant that I haven’t yet had a night in Germany that saw sleep previous to the wee hours. The presence of ourselves in new, foreign cities also meant that “sleeping IN” has never really been considered a morning option. By the time we hit Austria, we were worn out. Oh, we still trucked through the sights of Vienna! We are, after all, Power Tourists. But nighttime was restoration night. We rested and I answered the call of those of you who complained that I wasn’t keeping up with the travel-blog.

I hereby declare myself CAUGHT UP on the blog! At least until I’m not anymore.
So now the ball is in your court. Now we want to see that you’re actually reading. We want to see your comments!

What’s next for us?
We’re on the way to Stuttgart. That’s where BMW Mercedes-Benz is headquartered. But that’s not why we’re going there. Tomorrow begins my solid week-plus of improv workshops (and a performance). It’s Sunday in Stuttgart, then Monday through next Sunday in Paris France. Power Tourist by day! Power Impro-structor by night.

I’ll do my best to warn you, my kind and loyal readers, when I’m going to expend text just talking about the improv class, since I know that’s not going to be interesting to most of you. On the other hand, it’s part of my trip, so I’m going to effing write about it.

Love and Iron-Rail-Cat-Naps
Rob & Jenn