With only a few days to go before moving out to California, I’ve realised that I do not invest enough time in recording my life, here in Vienna, with Junko.

Although it’s the middle of the week–and Junko doesn’t have the freedom of the short break I have–she kindly took the time to share a last (for the time being at least) tea in the lounge of Hotel Imperial. I enjoyed a plate of cheese, while she went for one of her club sandwiches and chips that always seem so amusingly uncharacteristic.

Photo of Junko and I at the Hotel Imperial

It feels like it’s going to be quite some time before I get the opportunity to enjoy the excessive gold of Austria and Vienna.