MORE TALES OF COLD WAR VIENNA ON SCENE OF THE CRIME

The Man in the Tower



We continue with personal reminiscences of Cold War Vienna:

Vienna Rathaus or City Hall

Vienna was my Paris. From the late 1960s through the 1980s I made it my home, my workshop, my personal museum. I became a writer there coasting on the strong dollar: a krügel, or pint of beer was a
quarter; dinner, a schnitzel so big it hung over the sides of a large
porcelain plate, was a couple of bucks; rent a room for thirty dollars, a
studio apartment for sixty. The Vienna Woods was a tram ride away,
another quarter.

I was, in short, an elective ex-pat.

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Comment by J. Sydney Jones on May 30, 2010 at 2:11am
And schnitzel, indeed. Sometimes you get these incredible cravings for the foods from other places and times--never seem to be the same here, however.
The subject of this post, Ubhani, was not quite so lucky, however.
Comment by I. J. Parker on May 30, 2010 at 1:08am
Lucky man. Have never been to Vienna, by all accounts a beautiful city, but I know Austria quite well -- and Schnitzel.

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