Vienna, day 1.
The train out of Prague was pretty Poirot/Sherlock Holmes stylee, as all of the seats were inside little booths, each with six seats. It was pretty cool, there was a lock on the door so I guess we could have locked ourselves in if we had wanted, and when the coffee/ticket guys came they knocked and then closed the door behind them afterwards. We mostly had it to ourselves, apart from a very short way when we were joined by two women who sat in complete silence.
When we got to Vienna we couldn't decide which train station to get off at, and then when we got to the correct U-Bahn stop, we couldn't decide which direction to walk in, but we found our hostel eventually. I've actually forgotten the name of it; it was nice enough, but the staff were a little bit anal about smoking/keys/environmental friendliness etc., which was a bit off putting. It was kinda expensive for beer as well, and the communal kitchen was tiny and always packed full of people.
However, we weren't too concerned about where we were sleeping, and we headed off for our daily intake of art. The first place we visited was the Secession building,
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