Home Again

It's always good to be home again.  Vienna was lovely, even better than I'd imagined, but, still, home is where the heart is.  Speaking of hearts, my taxi driver in Vienna has a heart of gold.  He discovered my wallet in his car and delivered it back to the hotel.  It is now in the process of being returned to me.  When I landed yesterday, there was an email from the driver's son, as well as a facebook message, letting me know they had found the wallet and returned it.  It's heartwarming to know there are such good people out there.

Many thanks to my cab driver and to his son, EvTim Ivanov, who contacted me.  They are good people.