Prancing ponies in Vienna

Cycling specs now securely glued to my nose (lesson learnt for the second time in two years!), we made it to Vienna. Time to put the bikes away for a couple of days and enjoy being tourists. Visiting ‘the prancing ponies’ wasn’t top of James’ to-do list in the city, but I managed to persuade him that a couple of hours watching a training session at the Spanish Riding School wouldn’t be as painful as some of the paths he’s led us on cycling. Paul, a journalist we met at Schloss Hexenagger kindly arranged for us to stay with his parents, Wolfgang and Susanne. We had a lovely couple of evenings sharing stories with them over dinner, and getting advice on where to find the best schnitzel in the city.

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