I've just got back from Vienna. A fairly hectic trip, though I did get a chance to wander round the city on Saturday afternoon and see some of the sights and architecture. All three evening dinners were memorable. Thursday was in the Palmenhaus, Friday at the Semperdepot (right), and last night in Saigon Restaurant. In the latter I sat a table next to a grandmother and her granddaughter who spent the evening talking to each other in German, French and English, swapping language every two or three sentences, sometimes mid-sentence. It was kind of odd, but also seemed completely natural. I also had chance to finish both Brenner and God and A Death in Vienna on the trip, reviews in due course.
My posts this week
The crisis in Ireland in graphs and maps
All Due Respect
Review of Last Seen Wearing by Colin Dexter
Vienna reads
Review of Homicide by David Simon
Selfish
1 comment:
Rob - Glad you had a good trip. That language exchange sounds absolutely fascinating. But then, I have a background in linguistics. We're weird about that sort of thing ;-)
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