Elaborate white facades frost the decadent viennese palaces and their trellis encircled gardens, tempting visitors and locals alike to indulge in spiced mulled wine, sweet tulip beds and endless, palate-cleansing fields of grass meant for picnicking, sun-basking, and silly games of duck-duck-goose.
Easter Market Count: 2
Mulled Wine Mugs Consumed: 3
love from my bedroom floor, in the middle of a mess of clothes packing for tomorrow's flight to athens
xo, shonabell
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originally featured in run on sentences about european capital cities from lovefrommarbella blogspot
