Tuesday, October 6, 2015

From the Danube to the David

I may have died and gone to heaven. I just ate the most delicious, hearty, whole-grain bread I've ever tasted in my life, on the way to Vienna airport.

It surpasses my previous all-time favorite, genuine Irish brown bread (available only in Ireland; not those wimpy imitations in Irish-American pubs).

I will never forget October 2015 in Austria for the world peace conference, time with my guru, and brown bread. 

Onward now for the second leg of my journey: flight to Florence, Italy, where I am only passing through to meet my friend Becky further south. Will pause long enough to drink in the graceful milky curves of Michelangelo's David. 

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