Eurovacation Day 0: Salzburg, Austria
My first impression of Austrian people upon entering the country: 0 fucks given.
Here’s my taxi driver from the airport watching the Spain v Portugul soccer match while we’re driving.
This is shocking for two reasons; A) their Mercedes cabs are equipped with televisions and B) he thought it was OK to watch tv on the road.
Then I got to my hotel, the Amedia Salzburg. As I walked up to the reception the guy said “Mr Kinni?” and I’m like “yeah“.
This was apparently all the authentication necessary to get my room key and checkin, because when I asked “don’t you want to see my passport? I could be anyone” his response was:
I think I’m going to like this place.
Also, here’s a public service announcement to all hotels of Europe: THIS IS NOT A QUEEN SIZE BED!
Those are two twin beds pushed together. I can’t sleep in the middle. The sheets are only big enough for the individual halves. I repeat, this is not a queen size bed and advertising it this way should be illegal. That is all.