This morning we tossed the children, Clayton Theodore, and the picnic basket with provisions into “our” car and headed west for the first of several day trips we are taking during the children’s weeklong Fall Break from school. Although our real car has finally arrived in Vienna, the Foreign Ministry has yet to sign off on the diplomatic registration so we have rented an awesome Opel Astra station wagon (can you sense the sarcasm?) for our holiday. The car is a boring silver color, and third gear vibrates, no doubt the result of being rented to people who haven’t driven a manual in some time. Cie la vie. Soon enough I’ll be driving stylish in my shiny black Volvo wagon.
The weather forecasters called for the fog to burn off by midday, and temperatures to reach 65 °F. They lied. Never the mind, though, for Melk Abbey was still impressive under gray skies and 50 °F temperatures.