Fire Cloud...
An irregular marking on the exterior of Native American pottery: usually resulting from burning fuel coming in direct contact with the vessel during firing

Friday, 16 May 2014


The night train from Venice arrives about 8 AM. It's raining and about 45 degrees F. (8 C.) with high winds. The weather won't change much the three days we have scheduled to be here.

 We figure out the underground system. It's numbered like German submarines (U-1, U-4, etc.).

 Both Mrs. Phred and I have developed bad colds, which doesn't help.

 The hotel is very nice. Sort of a modern business hotel called the Falkensteiner. It reminded me of a computer game I had 20 years ago called "Wolfenstein"....Argie stayed up all night playing it on a summer night in my old RV.

When you take a long vacation, not all the stops work out.

 Something to eat back in Venice.

 Breakfast on the overnight train...

With all this rain, it would be nice to have my old green umbrella. We borrow two umbrellas from the front desk but the wind destroys them both as we turn the first corner...the hotel is very nice about it...

We take a taxi to an Austrian restaurant...wienersnitzel and stuff like that...the modern art museum is very disappointing compared to many others we have seen...dull..sterile..unimaginative...all Tom's stuff is better than anything they had here...very curious..

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