New year in Vienna

is happilly anarchic, with people running arround launching fireworks at each other, in a friendly easy-going sort of way.
Also, folk keep running up the down escaltors and vice versa, which is ever such a happy thing.
*Approves*

Also Vienna is full of culture and opera and coffee houses and museums and palaces and art galleries and things and they feed you the great regional speiality, which is somthing a drunken Glaswegen invented called Wienersnitzal. It's battered steak.

The Wienese are crazy.