Attention please!

Fourth and also the last part of my notes from Vienna.

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It would seem I get tired quite easily.

That’s not true.

If you try to get the most you can in every situation,

You have to keep attention, whenever there is anything that might catch your eye.

And you need to hibernate every other time.

That’s why I sleep in bus.

There is nothing new to see there.

Not even watching people: if you look around in bus, there is nothing unique about anyone whatsoever.

I am very fond of my biological clock.

I don’t need an alarm.

If I say to myself „I will wake up at nine“ in the evening,

I wake up at nine next day.

Accuracy +/- 5 minutes.

Yesterday I visited Austrian Emperors‘ neverwinter castle Schoenbrunn in Vienna.

It was rococo architectonic style.

I hate rococo. It just too nice-y and ornamented. And plain naive.

--But what I loved were the imperial gardens.

They are huge: almost the same size as whole country of Monaco.

And they are very lovely.

The hedges, fountains, perfectly cut trees in vibrant shapes, statues depicting ancient mythology.

And also the historical Zoo located in the middle of the gardens.

Colours of atumn only add up to the atmosphere.

After, I went shopping to one of the largest outlet centers in middle Europe.

I have always found outlet centers demeaning. Devil’s sanctuaries to celebrate consume.

+ I never could choose anything there and when I in the end did, it was either too expensive or not in my size.

But this outlet center in Vienna was quite okay.

MUCH better than the one in Milano.

And there aren’t any big outlet centers in CZ.

So if you wanna go shopping for brands – go to Vienna.

But somehow, I like Prague more than Vienna.

Both of these cities were over-dimensed some time in history:

Prague, when in 14^th century it was center of II. Roman Rise.

Vienna, when 200 hundred years ago it was center of Austrian-Hungarian Empire.

But Prague has since evolved to look much more full, cozy and just looks like a more fun place to live in.

Vienna just feels a little bit empty, boring, not varied. But it feels richer. No barred buildings, crumbling walls. Everything is tidied up. In this perspective, Prague has got lot of catching up to do.

It’s 4 hours by car from Vienna to Prague.

Don’t expect no roadtrip though: my parents were never too fond of such things.

So I am now sitting here , listening to Franz Ferdinand music, playing sims3, writing this stupid blog in PS Pad. It’s a text editor for programmers, but I don’t have any other here right now.

I should write less about what I do and more about what I feel.

No one could be interested in what I do, I figure.

But I’m all outta philosophical ideas right now.

And I feel like writing something.