OH, Vienna. I've just regressed to my baggy white shirt,Robert Smith hair and bondage trousers of the early eighties. While I'm crapping on about music Isn't Vienna where Andre Rieu lives. I'd happily slip those two SUPers a couple of bucks to beat him to death with their paddles. come on guys for the good of music, pass the hat around.
the water looked pretty murky but beautiful surroundings.
.. and the last couple had the best scenery.. 
