How to sleep really well

Travel for 29 hours. Pass out.

The End.

All right, whatever. Things are going okay this morning; I had a typical Austrian/German/European breakfast (roll, muslei, tea, orange juice--no meat this morning, thank goodness) and I'm now trying to figure out how to get to Hollabrunn, which is proving to be quite a challenge. I may have to break down and ask the guy at the desk.

Here's the thing about hostels: you never really know what's going on, how much the staff likes its guests, how much English/German/Farsi/whatever is spoken by the staff, and even if you can communicated, you don't know if the answer you're getting is complete bullshit or not. So I'm a tad wary. But when you really don't know what you're doing, asking is your only option. Even a bullshit answer will eventually eliminate one option for you.