I know I booked this trip so I wouldn’t miss an update (and
flying during the week is always cheaper) but I am exhausted. There is more
than a six hour time difference and I regret agreeing to go in to work tomorrow.
I was not stupid enough to agree to work the day after I got back from holidays
but why didn’t I think to take the rest of the week?
It’s not like I use a lot of sick days. I really haven’t. I’ve
been very careful about it ever since my meltdown a few years ago. Things come
up, obviously, but I’m kicking myself for not taking the time when I had the
chance, you know?
I could still call in for the rest of the week…
Anyways, I’ll keep this update brief so I can go back to
bed.
Austria was gorgeous. James loved his surprise – though,
sadly, the castle we stayed in was not haunted. Saw some ice caves, salt mines,
gorgeous St. Stephan’s Cathedral, Hohensalzburg Fortress, the Golden Roof (which
is, literally just a golden roof). Did a lot of touristy things because it meant
we didn’t have to worry about transportation as much – it made for really easy
hunting.
We absolutely did the Sound of Music Walking Tour and ABSOLUTELY
picked a victim because she looked like Maria. She didn’t have the angelic
voice of a young Julie Andrews so that
was disappointing.
Ticked off all the boxes, Innsbruck, Hallstatt, Salzburg,
Vienna. We tried to keep the budget reasonable so there weren’t a lot of nights
out seeing attractions like the opera (although we did dress up and walk through
the streets looking for victims like we WERE wealthy socialites who could
afford these clothes.
Everyone needs at least one ridiculously lavish outfit in
their wardrobe – even if it’s from GoodWill. What matters is appearance.
In conclusion, killed some people in a fancy dress, couldn’t
figure out how to solve a problem like Maria so we also killed her. Saw some
pretty shit. Had sex in an unhaunted castle.
All in all, a successful late anniversary trip.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going back to bed.
As always, dear readers,
Stay Safe
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